Leng Qianye held her hand and walked slowly beside the desk. He motioned her to sit down, "Your Majesty, wait a minute."
Feng Aotian lowered her head and looked at the deployment diagram of the soldiers' formation on the desk. She nodded slightly, "Yes."
Leng Qianye turned around and stepped into the screen. After a long time, he saw him walking out wearing a light purple brocade robe. His black hair was not standing up as high as before, but was loosely tied and his regular clothes were half open. With a gentle smile, her extraordinary face, without a trace of dust, walked forward slowly, like a fairy walking from a painting, which made her eyes dazzle.
Feng Aotian couldn't help but think, what a beauty plan.
Leng Qianye walked in front of her and took advantage of the situation to sit on her lap. There was indeed some weight. Fortunately, Feng Aotian could bear it. Charming, he slowly approached her, "Your Majesty, is Chen Mei?"
Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, looking at his face, beautiful, extremely beautiful, but such an active cold Qianye made her a little uncomfortable, his body was already close to her, and he asked softly, " Your Majesty, isn't your minister beautiful?"
"Are you throwing your arms around him?" Feng Aotian held his waist, which was a little thin, but still tight. His red lips parted slightly, and those phoenix eyes secretly couldn't see through the coldness.
Leng Qianye's eyes that were as cold as Hanyu were slightly raised, but he didn't have a flair. His beauty was a kind of mixed coquettish beauty. He was obviously a face that couldn't bear to be profaned like an immortal, but he did such a sultry move. Is actively seducing her.
Feng Aotian lowered his head, bit his lip lightly, and with a simple wave of his hand, he swept away everything on the bookcase, then hugged him up, pushed him down on the bookcase, and ran his fingertips across his face until he lifted him away. The tie around his waist and his clothes were scattered, revealing his jade-like skin. She raised her eyebrows slightly, with a sinister smile on the corner of her mouth, "Is this what you showed your master?"
Leng Qianye raised his head, his eyebrows were slightly curved, and he said softly, "Doesn't the emperor like it?"
"Of course..." Feng Aotian lowered her head and bit down on his chest fiercely, smelling his body exuding a sweet scent like the white snow in the spring, she raised her eyes and smiled deeply, "I like it."
Leng Qianye held her hand and walked around her body until she reached her abdomen, and Feng Aotian saw the tattoos on her tight belly.
She raised her eyes and looked at him, "When did you get stabbed?"
"When I miss the emperor every day, the minister stabs a needle here. Now, it has taken shape." Leng Qianye lay on the desk like this, exposing all of himself in front of her, including his heart. .
Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "You stabbed yourself?"
"Yeah." Leng Qianye raised her eyes, looked at her displeased face, nodded lightly, and looked at her uneasy, "Your Majesty, are you angry?"
Feng Aotian listened to his words, lowered his head, and kissed the tattoo lightly. It was a formed word for "Heaven". Although it was not big, it was very eye-catching. There were faint bloodstains on it, as well as the clumsy tattoo. method.
She was distressed and moved. Every stitch here represented his longing for her. He gave all his love just for her one look back.
Leng Qianye raised his head slightly, feeling numbness from Qing Yun's tattoo, which made him unbearably tense his body and let out a murmur, "Hmm..."
Feng Aotian raised his head, put his cheek against the tattoo, and said in a low voice, "In the future, don't torture yourself like this."
Leng Qianye clung to the hands of the bookcase and caressed her cheek, "Your Majesty, this minister is very satisfied."
Feng Aotian raised his head, slid his fingertips across the tattoo, his cheeks were already pressed against his broad chest, and whispered, "Master can't always be by your side, but it's just a short-term tenderness with you, but I want you to fight. If you sacrifice your life, you will never turn back on the battlefield, shouldn't you be complaining?"
Leng Qianye stroked her back lightly, leaning against the desk, this posture made him a little stiff, he hugged her tightly, turned over, pressed her into his arms, and met her cold eyes , bowed his head, kissed her lips, hugged her and walked slowly to the bed.
The uniform was placed on his shoulders, and the skin on his chest exuded a charming temptation. Feng Aotian took advantage of the situation and hooked his neck to meet his kiss.
When they reached the bedside, the two fell on the bed. Feng Aotian took advantage of the situation to bully him up, and put his fingertips against his handsome nose, "Obviously come to the arms of the lord."
Leng Qianye smiled softly, and his handsome face was covered with a smile as clear as snow, "The emperor is really domineering."
"Master has always been domineering." Feng Aotian looked at him in his arms, with a soft light in his eyes, "Do you understand Master's thoughts?"
"The emperor's heart is good if he has ministers." Leng Qianye never expected that one day, he would become what he is now, without the arrogance and indifference of the past, and only full of thoughts and love for her.
Feng Aotian leaned in his arms and said in a low voice, "You spend less time with you and spend more time with you, but you always want to spend more time with you, so that you can spend more time with you. I will remember you well."
Leng Qianye listened to her words, the past was like smoke, once, she was the first to provoke him, but he left his heart on her first, and he had no regrets or regrets.
He just hates himself for not being with her well. Every time, it is she who takes the initiative, but he always accepts her tenderness. Even though he is fighting now, she is not far away, from Fengqi country. Going back to Nan to see him, maybe, in the eyes of others, she just gave him the tenderness and care he had never had before, and a little bit of indulgence, but he knew that every moment he spent with her was a God's greatest gift to him.
"Your Majesty, I just want you to know that even if the minister is no longer by your side in the future, whenever you think of your minister, you will only remember the goodness of your minister." Leng Qianye said softly, learning from what she had just said.
Feng Aotian let out a low laugh, "Dare to learn your words."
"It's the emperor's teaching." Leng Qianye met her eyes and smiled softly.
Feng Aotian recalled the past and leaned in his arms quietly, "These days, you are also exhausted, so I will sleep with you."
"Okay." Leng Qianye replied with a smile, he knew that there was a war going on right now, and the rest will be discussed later.
Fu Zhuo took the soldiers to cut bamboo in the bamboo forest in the mountains at night, and brought them back before dawn the next day.
Leng Qianye slept extremely peacefully that night. When he woke up, his side was already cold. He leaned slightly on his side, raised his eyes, and saw her sitting next to the desk, looking at Mi Zhe intently, like this The situation is what he yearns for every time he wakes up. He lifts the quilt, looks down, and sees that his uniform has been closed and the tie is fastened. Like being poured into honey, it is full of incomparable sweetness.
He got off the bed, walked slowly to her side, then sat on the armrest of the chair and took her into his arms, "Your Majesty, when did you get up?"
Feng Aotian retracted her gaze from Mi Zhe, raised her eyes, looked at him, her complexion was much better, she held his hand in one hand and Mi Zhe in the other, "Looking at how fast you are sleeping, I can't bear to wake you up."
Leng Qianye pressed her chin against her hair crown, hugged her tightly, swayed her body, and acted like a spoiled child, "Your Majesty, when are you leaving?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Master will spend more time with you."
"Is the emperor from Han Yao?" Leng Qianye only thought about seeing her happy last night, but now that she remembered it, she asked in a low voice.
Feng Aotian let out a low laugh, "I went to Wuyue Kingdom first, and then I went to Hanyao's place."
"It seems that in the heart of the emperor, this minister is not as good as Han Yao." Leng Qianye said faintly with the corner of his mouth slightly curled.
Feng Aotian put down the Mi Zhe in his hand, and with a slight tug, he fell into her arms. She lowered her head and lightly pecked at the displeased lips, "Jealous?"
"Yeah." Leng Qianye replied undeniably, he always hid all his joys, sorrows and sorrows under the mask, but he wanted to try to unlock the mask that had been hidden for a long time, in front of her, completely To be himself, whether it is joy, anger or sorrow, he wants to show it on his face, let her see, let her know what he is thinking.
Feng Aotian touched his forehead, "Go wash."
"Okay." Leng Qianye got up from her arms, walked to the copper basin on the side with a smile on her face.
Feng Aotian looked at his extraordinary figure, smiled and picked up Mi Zhe and looked at it.
Fu Zhuo didn't sleep all night, but he didn't feel tired. He stepped into the tent with vigor, looked up and saw Feng Aotian sitting beside the desk, he bowed his head and stepped forward, "I see the emperor! "
Feng Aotian looked at him exuding a chill, "The rest will be handled by Qianye, you go and rest."
Fu Zhuo knew that Feng Aotian was sympathetic to him, and he couldn't help feeling warm in his heart, and said in a low voice, "I am not tired."
Feng Aotian said leisurely, "It is important to fight, but without a good body, how can you go into battle and kill the enemy? You haven't closed your eyes for a few days. Even your iron body needs rest. Go and rest."
Fu Zhuo knew that what the Son of Heaven said could not be refuted, and he also knew that she was worried about him, so he readily accepted, "I retire."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian replied lightly.
Leng Qianye had already re-dressed, walked over, looked at her, "The emperor is really sympathetic to his ministers."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Master, why didn't you know that you are still so jealous?"
Leng Qianye held her hand, "Does the emperor know?"
Feng Aotian followed him to get up, and the two walked to the table, where breakfast was already set up, they sat down and used it quietly.
"How about you personally accompany you to meet this Lin Yun?" Feng Aotian got up, the two of them clasped their fingers together, stepped up, and left the tent.
"Okay." Leng Qianye replied with a smile, standing side by side with her like this, there was an indescribable sense of steadiness in his heart.
The two rode together and walked slowly to the city tower with their horses and horses. Across the water wall, Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at a burly man on the city tower. The pride and disdain of her past made her smile deeply.
Leng Qianye held Feng Aotian in his arms, and looked at Lin Yun above the tower indifferently, "Your Majesty, not only can this subject be able to dance swords, but also the first-class hunting."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, he could hear the meaning of Leng Qianye's words, he just saw the smugness in Lin Yun's eyes, she laughed softly, "Shoot it to see."
"Okay." Leng Qianye responded warmly, raised his hand, and said solemnly, "Bring a bow and arrow."
"Yes." The deputy general beside him ordered, quickly holding a bow and arrow, and presented it with both hands.
Leng Qianye picked up the bow and arrow, raised her eyes, and aimed at Lin Yun above the city tower. Her indifferent face showed a cold air, and there was no gentleness and gentleness in front of Feng Aotian.
Lin Yun had already heard about Leng Qianye, but he felt that he had a high opinion of Leng Qianye in the past few days of battle. In fact, it was nothing more than that. Although he killed the black wind, it was mostly just luck. , watching Leng Qianye pull the bow and shoot arrows, but he did not have the slightest fear, nor did he dodge, and looked at Leng Qianye with a look of contempt, so far away from the city tower, Lin Yun did not believe that Leng Qianye could shoot.
Feng Aotian's brows were light, and he sat upright on the horse, Leng Qianye was leaning on his side, and the soldiers under the tower held their breath, watching the scene in front of them.
When the arrow left Xuan, he moved his wrist, and the bow and arrow fell into the hands of the soldier on the side, while he took Feng Aotian into his arms with both hands, looked down at her, "Your Majesty, if the minister has been shot, , how do you reward the minister?"
Feng Aotian twitched the corner of his mouth, "I will treat you well at night."
"Okay." Leng Qianye nodded with a smile.
Then I heard a "whoosh" sound, the long arrow had hit Lin Yun's chest impartially, pierced through the armor, and shot in.
Lin Yun groaned in disbelief, clutching his chest, blood flowing from between his fingers, he looked at Leng Qianye under the tower, and said solemnly, "Shoot this general!"
"Yes." Nan returned to the country to see his generals being shot, and quickly took orders. The archers above the tower were ready.
Leng Qianye didn't take it seriously, he waved his hand slightly, "Retreat!"
"Yes." A row of soldiers had raised their shields to block the front, and the remaining soldiers returned in a mighty manner.
Lin Yun did not expect Leng Qianye to withdraw his troops like this, his eyes sank, and he was very angry, and said solemnly, "Shoot!"
The archer took the lead, and in a flash, countless arrows shot out, and the soldiers holding shields blocked the arrows. However, there were also arrows that broke through the shield and shot at Leng Qianye and Feng Aotian.
Leng Qianye pulled out the long sword from his waist and flew out. The silver armor shone with shining light. With a move of his wrist, the sword qi shot out, and the rain of arrows turned and shot towards the tower.
Lin Yun was horrified. He didn't expect Leng Qianye to have such a high level of martial arts. Half of the archers on the tower were shot, while Leng Qianye landed on the horse's back, hugged Feng Aotian and turned to leave.
Lin Yun didn't care about the arrow wound on his chest, he slapped the wall with one hand, and glared at Leng Qianye's leaving figure, "What a Leng Qianye, let's see when you can be arrogant?"
The lieutenant on the side saw that he was still bleeding, and quickly said, "General, your injury?"
Lin Yun turned his eyes, and a sharp light shot out. The lieutenant on the side was so frightened that he didn't dare to say more. He snorted coldly, turned around, and left the tower.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Are you angering him?"
"Yeah." Leng Qianye nodded, "Sure enough, I can't escape the emperor's eyes."
"Aren't you going to send troops for the past two days?" Feng Aotian thought about it. What she said last night was just in the middle of Lin Yun's shortcomings, while Leng Qianye used anger to make Lin Yun hold back his anger. For two days, if he does not fight, the evil spirit in Lin Yun's heart will not be released. After he has completed the slingshot, when he leads his troops to attack the city, Lin Yun will definitely not be able to bear it. If he seeks revenge from him, he will definitely. Unable to hold his breath, under such circumstances, Leng Qianye could rely on Lin Yun to defeat him and lose his composure.
Feng Aotian naturally knew Leng Qianye's ability to strategize. In the past, she always regarded herself very highly and took command from the side, but Leng Qianye followed her orders. Now, he has his own ideas, but she does not. Happy for him.
Leng Qianye and Feng Aotian returned to the camp with their men and horses. On this day, the entire army reorganized and rested.
Feng Aotian took Leng Qianye to the three cities that he had captured.
Leng Qianye was dressed in a lavender brocade robe, holding a jade tree facing the wind. He smiled and held Feng Aotian's hand. The two flew and landed in the third city, while Leng Peihan was just returning from patrolling, and he met Feng Aotian. I ran into two shadows that fell.
She hurriedly stepped forward, and when she saw that it was Feng Aotian, she hurriedly greeted her with a smile, "I see the emperor!"
Feng Aotian looked at Leng Peihan more calm than when he was in the capital, looked sideways at Leng Qianye, "It's really a tiger girl."
Leng Qianye smiled lightly, "Your Majesty, don't praise her, otherwise, she should be complacent."
Leng Peihan raised her eyes and glared at Leng Qianye in dissatisfaction, and saw a gentle smile that could not be concealed on her eldest brother's face, she turned her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian again, "Your Majesty, you are suddenly here, Let the minister be a little flattered."
Listening to Leng Peihan's words, Feng Aotian smiled, "Can you get used to it at the border?"
"Everything is very good." Leng Peihan replied with a smile, then she turned her eyes and saw Li Yuan coming from a distance, she said quickly, "Your Majesty, this is Li Yuan, the county magistrate."
Li Yuan saw Leng Peihan from a distance, and when he came forward, he looked at the man beside Leng Qianye. He had a handsome face and an extraordinary bearing. He exuded a chilling emperor's aura. Although he had never seen him today, but , to see that General Leng, who has always been indifferent, showed such a knowing smile, he also guessed it.
Now, listening to Leng Peihan's words, I know that my guess is correct, and then, he bowed his head unhurriedly, knelt on the ground, and saluted, "The county magistrate Li Yuan sees the emperor!"
Feng Aotian saw Li Yuan when he was just a young man. He had a handsome appearance, especially his elegant air that was neither humble nor arrogant. Now, seeing that he still behaved so calmly after knowing his identity, he knew that this person's knowledge Very broad, before listening to the soul to tell the time, she also had a general understanding of him, and she already had a plan in her heart.
Seeing Feng Aotian staring at Li Yuan, Leng Qianye couldn't help clenching her hand, "Your Majesty, if you continue to look at it, Master Li is afraid that he will keep kneeling."
Feng Aotian retracted his gaze and said with a small smile, "Be flat."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Li Yuan replied unhurriedly, stood up slowly, just now Feng Aotian looked at his eyes, too sharp, no matter how good his concentration was, he could hardly resist, such a distinguished and extraordinary person , The person standing beside him must be one of the best.
Li Yuan lowered his eyes and stood on one side.
Feng Aotian looked at Leng Peihan, "Master, just take a look at it, you can get busy."
"I retire." Leng Peihan replied with a smile, then turned to leave.
Li Yuan also bowed slightly, "I retire."
With Leng Peihan leaving.
Leng Qianye took a step forward and blocked Feng Aotian's sight, "The emperor now has a minister by his side, and he can keep his eyes on other people. It seems that the charm of the minister is not enough."
Feng Aotian listened to his words, raised his hand, and tapped his forehead, "Not too jealous."
Leng Qianye snorted coldly, took her into his arms, and walked forward. The people not far away looked at the situation in front of him. Because this place is located in the south, the folk customs are simple, and it is also slightly conservative. , Seeing the two men walking away embracing each other with outstanding looks, he couldn't help but raised his eyes and looked at them curiously.
Such behavior is inevitably a bit ostentatious, but Feng Aotian doesn't take it seriously. Seeing that Leng Qianye has not just stared at Li Yuan, she is angry, so he also follows him.
Some people recognized Leng Qianye, and hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to look.
However, some people looked at Feng Aotian in Leng Qianye's arms curiously, and after the two walked away, they began to whisper, and there were many discussions.
Leng Qianye raised his head, walked forward with Feng Aotian in his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, where are you going?"
Feng Aotian laughed softly, "Aren't you annoyed?"
"If I'm really annoyed, then I don't know how many times I'm going to die of anger." Leng Qianye looked straight ahead and said in a low voice.
Feng Aotian wrapped his arms around his waist and said solemnly, "Go to Furong Pavilion."
"Okay." Leng Qianye pursed his lips slightly and smiled.
Leng Peihan walked forward while looking at Li Yuan beside him, "What are you thinking?"
Li Yuan glanced sideways and looked at her, "The emperor and the lower officials thought differently before."
"What's the difference?" Leng Peihan couldn't help asking.
"I heard that the emperor is cruel by nature. He enjoys killing people, and he does all kinds of evil." Li Yuan said about the Feng Aotian in his impression, "If you want to come, the emperor must be a vicious person."
Leng Peihan laughed loudly, "Haha, so that's the case, what about now?"
"Wisdom." Li Yuan said only two words.
Leng Peihan nodded, "I originally thought the same thing about the emperor, but after entering the court, I saw the difference between the emperor, her nature is cruel, but she is gentle and domineering, she can do everything She doesn't trust anyone, but she also trusts the people around her, Your Majesty, she is very different."
Listening to Leng Peihan's constant praise of Feng Aotian's words, Li Yuan couldn't help but ask, "Then you treat the emperor?"
"Admiration." Leng Peihan turned his eyes and looked at him, "In today's world, she is the only one who can make a woman an official in the court. You also know that there are many capable female generals around her, and I am better than them. It's too weak."
Li Yuan looked at Leng Peihan, thinking that there are such frank women in the world, he smiled and said, "Why should the general be humble?"
Leng Peihan turned his eyes and glanced at Li Yuan, "I'm busy."
"Xiaguan respectfully sends the general." Li Yuan bowed his head, yes.
Leng Peihan took a steady step and walked forward, Li Yuan got up, looked at the shadow of her leaving, the corners of his eyes flashed with sadness.
Feng Aotian took Leng Qianye to the Furong Pavilion. It was already dark. The two of them had finished their dinner and leaned on the soft couch. Leng Qianye was watching with the military book, and Feng Aotian was watching the secret. Zhe, between each other, only occasionally meet eyes, look at each other and laugh, and they have nothing to say, but they feel very comfortable.
These days, from the day Feng Aotian left, Mu Hanyao took two days to capture the fourth city and continue to move forward.
Ah Jiu also broke through the fifth city, and now, there are only two cities left from the capital.
Nan Yu saw the cities being captured one by one, but he was helpless. Now, the domestic economy is monopolized, the food and grass are uneven, the people's hearts are unstable, and officials from all over the world are unable to supply supplies. He was exhausted and passed it on to Xia Luo. After Yan Shuxin, she did not reply. After Meng Chu's defeat, Le Qihuang hadn't responded any more. Now, he was already facing the enemy on both sides, and he couldn't hold back.
Nanhui Country is the country with the most cities among the third-class countries. Compared with the original Feng and Qi countries, Wuyue Kingdom and Bei Li Kingdom have more cities, a total of 20 cities. Now, most of the cities have been captured. There are only a few surrounding the capital city. After removing Leng Qianye's three, Mu Hanyao's four, and Ah Jiu's five, there are still eight cities left. Han Yao is also in control of the victory, and Leng Qianye is also at a stalemate. Now he can only gather all his troops to resist, and vow to protect the remaining city.
Feng Aotian showed an indifferent attitude towards the current progress of the siege. Everything was within her plan. She believed that in less than a month, Nanhui would be levelled, and who would be next
Leng Qianye looked at the military book in his hand, raised his eyes, looked at her, and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, is there something unclear?"
"What's the matter?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at him, and asked in a low voice.
"How many times does the emperor want to get married?" Leng Qianye was a little concerned about this matter. After all, in his capacity, it would be difficult to have a big wedding ceremony with her.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, leaned in his arms, and raised the blue silk on his chest, "Master knows what you think, about this issue, Master will tell you later."
Leng Qianye asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, have you ever touched Han Jin?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Well, the Lord is here to save him."
"If it weren't for saving him, would the emperor still touch him?" Leng Qianye lowered her eyes, but a trace of melancholy appeared in her heart. When can she really touch him
Feng Aotian looked at him, his eyes sank slightly, "Naturally, he will touch you, he is from the Lord, including you, the Lord will also touch you, but, many things require the right time and place, and now, the Lord can't touch you. "
Leng Qianye's eyes were stunned, and a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, "I thought that the emperor would not touch me."
Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "When did you have so little confidence in yourself?"
"I'm just not sure, in the emperor's heart, whether there really is a minister." Leng Qianye said quietly, this is a question he has held in his heart for a long time, he knows that he shouldn't ask, and can be seen by her, It's been a great honor for him, isn't it
Feng Aotian suddenly jumped up, lowered his head, bit his lip, and tore his clothes extremely violently, the sound of clothes being torn came from his ears, he was just bearing her anger, and his heart It is full of sweetness at the moment.
Feng Aotian lowered his head, looked at the tattoo on his lower abdomen, raised his eyes and stared at him, "Master is not a promiscuous person, there is a certain number in the world, you are born to be a master, and you will never escape in this life. , in the future, don't think wildly."
Leng Qianye listened to her words, but saw the cruelty in his eyes. This bloodthirsty light reminded him of those days when he was in the dungeon, when he suddenly opened his arms and took her tightly into his arms. , He was afraid to see such eyes, and even more afraid of her showing such an expression.
Feng Aotian let him hold him and whispered, "Did you scare you?"
"Your Majesty, are you hiding something from this minister?" Leng Qianye could sense the changes in Feng Aotian. She was not someone who was out of control. The kind of eyes she had just now could only show that she knew something about them. things in between.
Feng Aotian raised his hand, held his hands, and looked at him, "Just remember, no matter when you are, you must live well and never leave the Lord."
Looking at the coldness in her eyes, Leng Qianye suddenly thought of Eunuch Cat and Yi Mu who had left, and Feng Aoyun who made her cruel. He understood that she was not a cold-blooded person, but, She would rather bury all the suffering in her heart than let them suffer with her. She couldn't help but feel distressed.
He nodded slightly, "It's not a good minister."
Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, listening to him sigh deeply, thinking, she has never seen such a cold Qianye. Once, she wanted to pry into his heart, and she also understood that he was hiding. herself, but now, when he opened his heart, she realized that, in fact, he was really vulnerable.
She will never forget what she saw in the holy pool. She tried to break, change, and use her own power to change this damn fate. When Mu left, what she had in her heart was more anger, the anger that was about to explode. She didn't believe it, and she couldn't recover it. She is Feng Aotian, her destiny can only be in her own hands, and her people can only be guarded by her.
Leng Qianye could feel Feng Aotian's anger, he stroked her back and said softly, "Your Majesty, this minister is wrong."
Feng Aotian restrained his breath, his eyes returned to normal, he raised his eyes and looked at him, "Accompany you out for a walk."
"Okay." Leng Qianye nodded and replied, the two stood up, he changed into a clean robe, and accompanied her out of the Furong Pavilion, the two walked on the empty street, the quiet and peaceful town in front of them. , not the depression after the war, but the comfort as before.
Feng Aotian took a deep breath of the fresh air at night and dissipated the dirty air in her heart. She is also a person who hides her emotions, but today, she revealed it, which made her a little annoyed. She raised her eyes and looked at her. Leng Qianye looked at her apologetically, she showed a slight smile and clenched his hand, "Han Jin can play the flute, Xing Wuyun can play the flute, Wei Zimo can play the piano well, what do you know?"
Leng Qianye knew that she was back to her original appearance, and he was relieved. He regretted what he said just now. He smiled and walked slowly to the locust tree beside him. He raised his hand and picked it up. The next leaf was placed on the corner of his lips, and a crisp sound was heard.
Feng Aotian looked at him, listening to the familiar melody, she stepped forward with a small smile, "It seems that that day, when Master, Feng Yinqi and Ye Meixi were watching the moon, you were also there."
Leng Qianye put away the leaves and looked at her with a smile, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid not only the minister is listening that day."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and held his hand, "It seems that you are not only a good general, but also an all-rounder."
"The emperor wants to see through the subject?" Leng Qianye stepped forward and hugged her, "I hope that the emperor will see through himself, it is best to even know how many hairs there are on the subject, so the subject will be very happy. ."
Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, listening to his words, "Master, why don't you know, you are also very domineering."
Leng Qianye laughed softly, "I have always been domineering."
"Learn from the master again." Feng Aotian raised his hand and pinched the flesh around his waist, "Is the master not punishing you?"
"I am willing to be punished." Leng Qianye looked down at her with a smile.
In the palace of Fengqi Kingdom, Gu Yefeng was lying on the dragon couch, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. He was a little restless, and these days he was even more flustered, as if something was about to happen.
Wei Zimo was already lying on the bed and went to bed, but suddenly heard a heavy voice, and immediately got up, and saw that Xing Wuyun had entered the room.
He got out of the bed, walked in front of him, and saw the blood on his arm, his eyes sank, "Who was hurt?"
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at him. The corners of his mouth were black. At first glance, it was a sign of poisoning. He whispered, "The person I was waiting for appeared."
Wei Zimo turned around quickly, walked to the inner hall, opened the medicine box, took out a white jade porcelain bottle, walked in, and threw it to him, "Take this."
Xing Wuyun raised his hand weakly and squinted at him, "Can't you feed me?"
Wei Zimo stood three steps away from him, sucked in the palm of his hand, and sucked the porcelain bottle in his hand into the palm of his hand, then opened it, and poured out a pill, before Xing Wuyun could speak, he forced it into it, and then put the The poured water rushed into his mouth.
Xing Wuyun rolled his eyes and was almost choked to death by the pill. He raised his eyes and said weakly, "I was not poisoned to death by the poison, but was almost choked to death by the pill."
Wei Zimo ignored him. Seeing that he had the strength to speak, he immediately put down the porcelain bottle and sat on the soft couch not far away, looking at him, "Are you fighting him?"
"Well." Xing Wuyun nodded and said, "The people who brought him are dead."
"Who hurt you?" Wei Zimo looked at the wound on Xing Wuyun's arm, which was caused by a hidden weapon. Obviously, the hidden weapon was rubbed with poison, so it was poisoned. However, the person who can hurt him must be Martial arts are also unfathomable.