"I won't tell you." Xing Wuyun reclined on the soft couch, ignoring the wound on his arm, but closed his eyes slightly as if he was dozing off.
Wei Zimo took the white cloth and the golden sore medicine and put them beside him, "If you leave a wound, she will be sad when she comes back."
Xing Wuyun still closed his eyes and whispered, "Isn't it distressed?"
Wei Zimo snorted coldly, turned around, ignored him, and entered the inner hall.
Xing Wuyun just closed his eyes and rested for a while, then opened his eyes, raised his hand, and tore the sleeve of his arm, looking at the arm wounded by a hidden weapon, still bleeding, but, compared to Shicai's Black blood, now the color has returned to normal.
He opened the medicine for the golden sore and skillfully applied it to himself. After bandaging it, he continued to lie on the soft couch and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
Wei Zimo came over with the blanket, and seeing his handsome face full of exhaustion, he sighed helplessly, covered him, and walked away slowly.
Xing Wuyun is indeed tired. He was seriously injured before. Now, only 70 to 80% of his martial arts have recovered. Otherwise, how could he have been hit by a hidden weapon.
The next day, before dawn, Xing Wuyun woke up. He raised his eyes and saw that Wei Zimo had gotten up, washed properly, and walked over.
He lay comfortably and looked at him, "Where are you going?"
"Go back to the palace." Wei Zimo looked at him and said.
"The emperor hasn't come back yet." Xing Wuyun's bright peach eyes turned slightly, looked at him, and whispered.
"You are injured, and he will come back naturally." Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at him, "You were injured in the palace last night?"
"It seems that nothing can escape your eyes." Xing Wuyun got up from the soft couch, put away the sleeves in his hand, and looked at him, "How about playing with me?"
"Speak." Wei Zimo replied calmly.
Xing Wuyun kept a distance from Wei Zimo, and then said, "Take me back."
"Okay." Wei Zimo nodded, knowing what he was thinking.
"You take the opportunity to stay in the emperor's bedroom and look after Gu Yefeng." Xing Wuyun continued.
"Why are you looking at him?" Wei Zimo couldn't help asking.
Xing Wuyun took out a secret letter from his arms and handed it to him, "You can tell at a glance."
Wei Zimo took the secret letter, and after reading it, his glamorous eyes sank, "It seems that Fengqi Kingdom is really hiding dragons and crouching tigers."
"That's natural." Xing Wuyun looked at him, "Let's go, I entered the restaurant last night, and he must have known. If he doesn't show up today, it will definitely arouse his suspicion."
"Okay." Wei Zimo nodded, then walked away, and after a while, someone entered and carried Xing Wuyun out.
Xing Wuyun was carried into a carriage, while Wei Zimo was sitting in the carriage in front, and the two carriages slowly drove towards the palace.
These days, Meteor followed Gu Yefeng and Lan Jingshu, and they were accustomed to getting up early. The three of them had finished their breakfast and were leaving the Imperial Palace and heading to the gate of the palace.
When he arrived at the gate of the palace, he saw two carriages approaching. Meteor clearly sensed Xing Wuyun's breath. With a flash, he landed on the carriage behind, lifted the inside of the car, and got in.
Xing Wuyun's complexion is a little haggard now. In order to be more realistic, he deliberately opened the wound on his arm. Now, there is still cold sweat on his forehead.
Meteor's eyes sank, and he approached him, "Are you injured?"
"Well." Xing Wuyun nodded, "It was plotted."
"Poisoned?" Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun's complexion, but he was very clear in his heart that Xing Wuyun's poison had been resolved, he could smell the aroma of Yulu Pills, he leaned closer, "Would you like me to help you play? "
"Smart." Xing Wuyun quickly praised with a smile.
Meteor raised his eyebrows, smiled proudly, and hurriedly screamed, "Ah."
Then he got out of the carriage and landed in front of Wei Zimo's carriage, "What's wrong with Xing Wuyun?"
Wei Zimo opened the carriage and looked at the meteor in front of him, with a worried expression on his face. His eyes flashed slightly, and he replied calmly, "I was injured by a hidden weapon and was poisoned. I gave him an antidote last night, but , the internal strength is damaged, I am afraid that I will have to rest for a few days."
"Who dares to hurt him?" Meteor asked angrily.
"I don't know, when he came to look for me, he was already unconscious, and now he hasn't woken up yet." Wei Zimo replied lightly.
Meteor put his hands on his hips, his small body burst out with unrecognizable anger.
Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng looked at each other, thinking that since Xing Wuyun left the palace that day, there has been no news. Now, he suddenly appeared and was seriously injured. What is going on
Meteor looked at Gu Yefeng and Lan Jingshu on the side, "I want to accompany Xing Wuyun, if you are busy, then go."
"Okay." Gu Yefeng and Lan Jingshu nodded slightly and walked forward.
Meteor rolled his eyes, then stepped forward and sat on Xing Wuyun's carriage, and the two carriages slowly entered the palace.
Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng sat in the carriage, "Who was Xing Wuyun injured by?"
"I don't know." Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, looked at Gu Yefeng, and whispered.
Gu Yefeng pondered for a moment, and then stopped talking. The two of them rode the carriage and drove slowly towards the Court.
The carriage passed through Huaxing Gate and went to the West Palace. When it reached Xingyun Palace, it stopped.
Meteor got off the carriage, Wei Zimo had already got off the carriage, stood on one side, and the attendant standing outside the palace quickly stepped forward and carried Xing Wuyun out of the carriage and entered Xingyun Palace.
Meteor followed closely behind, with a worried look on his face.
And Wei Zimo, as always cool and beautiful, walked into Xingyun Palace unhurriedly.
On this day, Xing Wuyun was seriously injured and fell into a coma. Wei Zimo went to the emperor's bedroom, and Meteor stayed in Xingyun Palace to watch Xing Wuyun.
Feng Aotian got the news that Xing Wuyun was hurt secretly. It was already noon, her eyes sank, and she looked at Leng Qianye beside her, "It seems that they are going to do something."
"The emperor is going back?" Leng Qianye held her hand, wearing a purple robe, which was extraordinary.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Well, it's time to close the net after so long."
Leng Qianye stared at her dazedly, "Your Majesty can feel at ease, it's fine for me."
"Okay, remember, don't get hurt." Feng Aotian held his hand and warned.
Leng Qianye smiled softly, looked at her, and nodded slightly, "The minister follows the order."
Feng Aotian turned around and flew away.
Leng Qianye stood on the rooftop of Furong Pavilion and watched her leave. The tenderness at the corner of his mouth slowly subsided, returning to his previous indifference. He also tapped his toes and flew away.
When Leng Qianye returned to the barracks, Fu Zhuo had already ordered someone to prepare a slingshot. When he saw him returning alone, he knew that the emperor had already left, so there was no need to ask more.
Leng Qianye entered the tent, took off his purple robe, and put on silver armor.
"Since it's ready, we will attack the city tomorrow." Leng Qianye said in a deep voice.
"Yes." Fu Zhuo replied, and then backed out.
Leng Qianye sat in front of the desk, raised his hand, stroked the place she had touched before, a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, he lowered his head, put his cheek on the desk, closed his eyes tightly, missing before she left At that moment, it spread all over the body.
Meteor stayed by Xing Wuyun's side for two consecutive days and never left.
At this moment, Meteor is sitting on the soft couch, dangling his legs, and is eating grapes comfortably.
Xing Wuyun, on the other hand, was lying on the bed lazily, drinking wine with his head up.
Meteor looked sideways, looked at Xing Wuyun's unruly appearance, and asked with a smile, "Are you waiting for the rabbit?"
"No or no." Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at him, "but waiting for him to throw himself into the net."
"However, it is Gu Yefeng who is in danger now." Meteor couldn't help but worry, he did not accompany Gu Yefeng to the prefectural court. Although he sent someone to protect him secretly, he was inevitably negligent.
Xing Wuyun hooked his lips and smiled, "You look at him day and night, who dares to get close, now, that person has already exposed the fox's tail, why bother to startle the snake?"
"Then is he a fox or a snake?" Meteor asked with a smile.
"It's a fox and a snake." Xing Wuyun's eyes sank and he whispered.
"The Holy Master will be here tonight." Meteor sighed faintly, "I don't know if they will make a move."
The god dog raised his head, stared at Meteor, stuck out his tongue, looked at the grapes in Meteor's hand, his eyes lit up.
Meteor lowered his head, glanced at the dog, then peeled and fed it.
Xing Wuyun looked at Meteor and asked with a smile, "You have a very harmonious relationship with it now."
"Yeah." Meteor nodded, "However, your junior brother has left. He buried two jars of good wine."
Xing Wuyun looked sideways and looked at the meteor. He wished he could leave without the wind. At that time, he left the palace and did not send him off. However, he also knew that he has now arrived at the Wuxie Gate.
Meteor saw Xing Wuyun's mouth with a small smile, of course he knew that Xing Wuyun had an calculus in his heart, and then said, "He is not too timid. Before leaving, he dared to kiss the Holy Master."
"What?" Xing Wuyun was taking a sip of wine, but before it entered his throat, he was startled by Meteor's words, choked directly into his throat, and coughed uncontrollably, "cough..."
Meteor still dangled his legs, fed a grape to the god dog, and then said, "Wei Zimo also saw it."
Xing Wuyun held back his cough, his eyes flashed with displeasure, "That stinky boy, I told him, don't be curious, now, it's good, take yourself in."
"I'm also very reluctant to part with her, but, the Holy Master said, he shouldn't stay here." Meteor said regretfully.
"He shouldn't have stayed here." Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, feeling that Feng Aotian did the right thing.
Meteor continued, "Why don't you want Wufeng to stay?"
"He is too simple, but also too complicated." Xing Wuyun said slowly, "If he stays, it will be unfortunate for him."
Meteor looked at him puzzled, "Why?"
"You will know in the future." Xing Wuyun smiled in a low voice, "He is different from us, he has been lonely since he was a child, and he grew up in love."
Meteor seemed to understand a little, and then asked, "Does the Holy Master also know?"
"Maybe know, maybe don't know." Xing Wuyun put down the jug and whispered, "However, since she let Wufeng leave, I'm afraid she knows, this is not the place he should stay."
Meteor nodded and said, "I understand a little bit."
Xing Wuyun smiled and said, "Your Holy Master is too special, not because she treats us with false tenderness, but because, in front of us, she never hides her ambitions and ambitions, including her calculations. and purpose."
Meteor laughed, "It seems that you know the Holy Master more and more now."
"It's not understanding, but loving more and more." Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at the meteor, "When you fall in love with someone, you will know why I do this."
Meteor shook his head, "It's really complicated."
Xing Wuyun smiled again, then closed his eyes and rested.
After a while, Wei Zimo walked in, and when he saw the meteor, "It's past noon now, Gu Yefeng and Lan Jingshu have not come back, and the people I sent haven't come back to report."
Meteor put down the grapes in his hand, raised his eyes, and looked at Wei Zimo, "Could it be that they did it in the Duchayuan?"
Xing Wuyun suddenly opened his eyes, got up from the bed, walked over, looked at the meteor, "You moved your hands and feet on him, now, maybe you can sense it?"
"He's safe." Meteor continued, "It must have been in distress."
Xing Wuyun twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at him, "Why didn't you say it just now?"
"Since it's still safe, I don't need to worry." Meteor raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "However, he is not in the palace."
"What about Lan Jingshu?" Xing Wuyun continued to ask.
"Back to the palace." Meteor replied, "However, his breath is very strange."
"Where are you now?" Xing Wuyun continued to ask.
"Get to your bedroom soon." Meteor jumped from the soft couch, and then fell steadily, "He has been hit by sorcery."
"The technique of evil?" Xing Wuyun's eyes sank, and then he heard a scream from outside.
He hurriedly turned around and lay on the bed, then saw Lan Jingshu holding a long sword in his hand, and walked in with empty eyes.
Wei Zimo was the closest to him, and when he saw Wei Zimo in front of him, he raised the sword in his hand and stabbed him indiscriminately, Wei Zimo dodged lightly, turned around, and looked at the meteor, "Don't help. "
Meteor lowered his head and looked at the divine dog, "You shoot."
The god dog licked his tongue, still savoring the smell of grapes, looking at the meteor, he walked calmly towards Lan Jingshu, and saw a black wind rolling up Lan Jingshu, and in a flash, it fell to the ground.
Lan Jingshu fell unsteadily to the ground, only to hear a "bang", the long sword fell to the ground, he raised his eyes, looked at the situation in front of him, lowered his head, and looked at the bloody long sword, unable to help himself. asked, "What's wrong with me?"
"You've been hit by the deflation technique." Meteor stepped forward, looked at Lan Jingshu, and said lightly.
The divine dog stood beside Meteor, looked at Lan Jingshu in front of him, took a step forward on Lan Jingshu, and when it got close to Meteor, it hurriedly barked, and then rushed towards Lan Jingshu.
Meteor immediately felt something was wrong, and quickly raised his hands, his fingertips flashed a white light, and hit Lan Jingshu directly. The book fell to the ground, dead.
Meteor took a deep breath, then stepped forward, squatted, raised his hand, and tore off the mask on his face, revealing the face of a strange man.
"Fake?" Wei Zimo stood not far away and looked at Lan Jingshu in front of him, and couldn't help but stunned, "Your perception is not wrong, how could he have the aura of Lan Jingshu?"
Meteor sat on the ground without any image, and glanced at the fake Lan Jingshu beside him, "This person must have been with Lan Jingshu for a long time, contaminated with his aura, and, when he raised his hands and gestures, all It's exactly the same as Lan Jingshu, if it wasn't, the god dog sensed something was wrong, and now, I'm afraid that he was hurt."
Wei Zimo's eyes sank again, "There is no such person beside Lan Jingshu."
"If he stays in Jinxuan Palace all the time, he will also get the scent of Lan Jingshu." Meteor said, "I'm afraid it will be some days."
Wei Zimo turned his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "This person must be sent by the person you were waiting for?"
"It should be." Xing Wuyun replied with a smile, "Where is Lan Jingshu now?"
"Strange, why can't I sense it?" Meteor frowned, lowered his head, and looked at the dog, "Did you sense it?"
The dog raised his head and looked at the meteor, "I sensed some, but it's very weak."
"Is he not with Gu Yefeng?" Xing Wuyun couldn't help asking.
"No." Meteor shook his head, "I can sense Gu Yefeng, but I can't sense Lan Jingshu."
"Where is Gu Yefeng?" Xing Wuyun asked immediately.
"Could it be that they were arrested by two groups of people?" Wei Zimo was silent for a moment, then said coldly.
"Where is Xia Luoyan now?" Xing Wuyun asked immediately.
"I sent people to follow in secret, and now, it's still in the future." Wei Zimo's eyes sank, "Could it be that Xia Luoyan took Lan Jingshu away?"
Meteor raised his eyes, looked at Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo, and then said, "Xia Luoyan's breath, I can also feel that she is very close to Gu Yefeng's breath, and Gu Yefeng is now in her hands."
"What about Lan Jingshu?" Xing Wuyun hurriedly got out of the bed, walked to the divine dog, and asked in a low voice.
The god dog closed his eyes, and after a while, suddenly opened it, looked at Xing Wuyun, and growled.
Seeing the cold light in the dark eyes of the god dog, Meteor quickly asked, "Has something happened to Lan Jingshu?"
The god dog nodded, "I sensed the smell of blood."
Hearing this, Meteor was startled, and then said, "Why, how could Lan Jingshu be injured?"
"I can't sense his breath anymore." Divine Dog shook his head.
Meteor sat on the ground in fright, raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "This is only half successful in attracting snakes out of the hole. If something happens to Lan Jingshu, how should I explain to the Holy Master?"
Xing Wuyun was silent. He didn't expect that Lan Jingshu would have an accident. Xia Luoyan's target was Gu Yefeng, and the person he was waiting for had not yet appeared. Could it be that that person has seen through the game he set up
The night was quiet, Xingyun Palace was silent, the people sent by Wei Zimo had not returned, and Xing Wuyun was sitting aside with his eyes cold, and he was waiting.
The figure of the soul fell, looking at Wei Zimo and Xing Wuyun in the hall, and then said, "Xing Gongzi, Hou Ye, the master is waiting for the two in the emperor's bedroom now."
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at the soul, "She is back?"
"Yes, I just came back, Master already knows about Concubine Lan." After saying that, Hun flew away.
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, glanced at Wei Zimo, and whispered, "Let's go."
Wei Zimo said coldly, "Is she planning something else?"
Xing Wuyun listened to Wei Zimo's words and was stunned for a moment, as if he understood something, then stepped forward and lifted the meteor, "Are you acting just now?"
Meteor raised his eyes quickly, with a sad face, "No."
Xing Wuyun raised his hand and twisted his ears, "You'd better tell me before I know, otherwise..."
Meteor rolled his eyes, and quickly covered his ears that were twisted by Xing Wuyun, and rushed out of the palace, and scolded, "I will tell the Holy Master, you bullied me."
Seeing Meteor like this, Xing Wuyun already knew the answer, raised his eyes and looked at Wei Zimo, "It seems that you are calmer than me."
Wei Zimo looked at him, "You are just a fan of the authorities."
Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows, knowing why Wei Zimo said that, but he smiled, then stepped up and left the palace.
Wei Zimo immediately turned around, kept a three-step distance from Xing Wuyun, and walked forward slowly, without a moment's panic.
When the two walked to the emperor's bedroom, they saw that Feng Aotian had just taken a bath and changed into a clean bright yellow uniform, which was very loose, while Meteor was crying, holding Feng Aotian's thigh, waiting to see. When Xing Wuyun came in, he hurriedly burst into tears, "Holy Master, you want to be the master of Meteor, Xing Wuyun bullied me."
Feng Aotian lowered his head, looked at Meteor's aggrieved appearance, and said in a low voice, "How did he bully you?"
"He twisted Meteor's ear." Meteor turned his ear to the side, and it was still red. It seemed that Xing Wuyun's twist was not small.
Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "Then you have the ability to screw it back."
When Meteor heard Feng Aotian say this, he knew that it was useless to cry by himself, and then he wiped a few tears, stood up, bowed his head, and stood in the corner.
Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo stepped forward and sat on the left and right sides of Feng Aotian at the same time, looking at her.
Feng Aotian boldly met the eyes of the two of them, and smiled, "Look at what you are doing?"
"Your Majesty, what about Lan Jingshu?" Xing Wuyun thought that his own game had been seen through, and spent the afternoon worrying about Lan Jingshu's safety.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "What do you think?"
Xing Wuyun leaned on her shoulder, "Your Majesty, do you know that this minister almost thought he caused a catastrophe?"
Feng Aotian saw that he was a little tired. Knowing his hard work these days, he raised his hand, wrapped his arms around his waist, and said softly, "These days, you should stay by your side obediently."
"Well." Xing Wuyun nodded, and then asked, "Is Lan Jingshu okay?"
"Not good." Feng Aotian said in a deep voice, his phoenix eyes flashed with ruthlessness.
Wei Zimo was always sitting by the side, staring at her, and thoughtfully, he suddenly felt that he was an outsider, caught in the middle of them, but in a dilemma.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "You are so smart, you already guessed it without saying anything, didn't you?"
"I'd rather be stupid." Wei Zimo looked at her, "You know, cleverness is mistaken by cleverness."
Feng Aotian could hear the sarcasm in his words, and said with a smile, "If you are stupid, you will be even more reluctant."
Xing Wuyun listened to Feng Aotian's words, closed his eyes, and asked quietly, "The emperor means that this minister is very stupid, so you are willing?"
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, feeling that these two were in the same place, if she was really jealous, she would have a headache, so she quickly took Wei Zimo into her arms, and said in a low voice, "Master doesn't sleep restless, he rushed for two The road to the sun will come back."
After listening to Feng Aotian's words, Wei Zimo knew that she had caught his weakness, and knowing that he was reluctant to embarrass her at this time, he sighed helplessly, "What should you do next?"
"Master wants to rest." Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at Wei Zimo, and said in a low voice, "Since the net has been cast, Master will comfortably wait for the net to be collected."
Xing Wuyun has put all his focus on her. These days, he is tired enough. Now, he needs to rest.
Meteor turned around and looked at Feng Aotian hugging from side to side. He was very uncomfortable. He pouted the corners of his mouth, squatted down slowly, and touched the head of the god dog, "You still treat me well."
The Divine Dog stared at Meteor's pitiful appearance, completely looking like a pet abandoned by its owner. He nodded helplessly as a way of comforting him.
Feng Aotian turned around and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Show me the arm injury."
Xing Wuyun closed his eyes, raised his hand at will, and placed it in front of Feng Aotian.
Wei Zimo left her arms naturally, then got up, "I'm going back."
Feng Aotian watched him leave, "I'll stay with you tonight."
Wei Zimo leaned on his side and looked at Xing Wuyun, who was leaning against Feng Aotian's arms, "Isn't there someone by your side?"
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "I don't want you to lose sleep tonight."
"I'm not used to sleeping here." Wei Zimo turned around, looked at Feng Yinqi lying in the inner hall, whispered, and then left the palace.
Feng Aotian looked at the bright red figure he left, turned his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "It seems that his problems will not change in this life."
"He just stinks. If he changes it, it's not him." Xing Wuyun waited for Wei Zimo to leave, remembering that night, he almost choked him by feeding medicine, so he took the opportunity to sarcastically say.
Feng Aotian let out a low laugh, knowing that Wei Zimo did this just to give him a reason not to embarrass her.
Xing Wuyun of course understood Wei Zimo's intentions. He leaned comfortably in Feng Aotian's arms. Feng Aotian rolled up his sleeves and saw that the place where the hidden weapon was injured was just scabbed over. She could think of that time. In this situation, his eyes sank, "Didn't you say that you are not allowed to get hurt?"
Xing Wuyun didn't take it seriously, and laughed softly, "A man has a scar, so he is mighty."
Feng Aotian listened to his words, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then he said, "Master hates scars."
"Then the emperor can remove the minister, anyway, the minister can't be removed." Xing Wuyun leaned lazily in Feng Aotian's arms and whispered, "Your Majesty, if something happens to Lan Jingshu, the minister will not feel at ease in this lifetime. of."
Feng Aotian listened to his words, his eyes flashed coldly, and he said in a low voice, "Leave all of this to the Lord, you can rest assured to recover."
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, a pair of peach blossom eyes revealed a faint charm, he hooked his lips and smiled, and then asked, "The emperor has been very happy these days, now, in half a month, the emperor will have a big trip with Ye Meixi. It's a wedding."
Feng Aotian listened to Xing Wuyun's words and laughed softly, "Who told you not to?"
Xing Wuyun's mouth twitched, "I am willing now."
Feng Aotian raised his voice and smiled, "What do you want?"
Xing Wuyun didn't answer, but raised his legs, put them directly on hers, and sat in her arms, whispering, "What do you want, the emperor doesn't know?"
Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light shot out, then he picked him up and walked towards the inner hall.
Xing Wuyun immediately came down from Feng Aotian's arms, thinking that he was a little bigger than Feng Aotian's body, it was really uncomfortable to be held by him like this, then he took her arm and put his head on her shoulder. up, walking forward slowly.
Feng Aotian looked at his appearance and did not break it. When the two walked to the dragon couch, she lay down, while Xing Wuyun took off her goose-yellow brocade robe and only wore a tunic. She, "Your Majesty, this minister is injured."
"En." Feng Aotian replied softly.
"The minister is injured, how do I take a bath?" Xing Wuyun's words were very obvious.
The meteors outside the inner hall listened to Xing Wuyun's provocative words, and the corners of their mouths twitched, thinking that these men beside the Holy Master, can they become normal, what's the matter
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Are you acting like a spoiled brat?"
Xing Wuyun coughed a few times, and also felt that he was so hypocritical, it was a bit awkward, then, turned around, and obediently entered the screen.
When he took off his underwear, a bright yellow figure had already landed beside him, with a small smile hanging from the corners of his mouth, his handsome face exuding a casual and flamboyant temperament, he stepped into the tub, Then he saw that Feng Aotian was already standing behind him.
Feng Aotian counted the time, and in a few days, Mu Hanjin's third death will end, and the fourth death will follow. She will go to welcome him out in person.
She raised her hand, stroked Xing Wuyun's black hair lightly, lowered her eyes, looked at his handsome face with a layer of water mist, and smiled at the corner of her mouth, "Master wants to ask you, why did you peep at Master's bath that day? "
A faint light flashed in Xing Wuyun's eyes. In fact, he didn't know why, but there was a voice in his heart that was driving him, making him full of curiosity about her. Thinking like this, he did that.
"I'm just thinking, what's so amazing about the emperor's bathing?" Xing Wuyun raised his head and met Feng Aotian's eyes, "Your Majesty, how many people in this world have seen the emperor take a bath?"
Feng Aotian whispered, "Two people."
"Is it Eunuch Cat and Mu Hanjin?" Xing Wuyun asked immediately.
"Yes." Feng Aotian made no secret of it.
"When did the minister have this honor?" Xing Wuyun turned around, leaned his arms on the tub, raised his eyes, met her eyes, and asked in a low voice.
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