Feng Aotian leaned over and faced his eyes. In the dense mist, his face was like peach blossoms, his eyes were filled with charming mist, his red lips were slightly pursed, his slender neck like jade was slightly raised, and the water droplets fell from his neck, crystal clear. , very windy.
She smiled and lifted his chin, her red lips raised slightly, and she slowly approached him until her lips were about to touch his forehead with her other hand, "It's getting worse."
Xing Wuyun thought she was going to do something to herself, but she didn't expect it, but when she said these words, she felt a little disappointed, she turned around quickly, leaned in the tub, bowed her head and said, "This minister has never been right."
Feng Aotian smiled brightly, scooped up the water, sprinkled it on his shoulders, the water drops fell, she said softly, "Aren't you afraid of touching the wound?"
Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, looking angry, closed his eyes and ignored her.
Feng Aotian sighed helplessly, now life is passing very fast, in a blink of an eye, more than 20 days have passed, and her sunflower water is about to come. Under this circumstance, how can she deal with him
She was just waiting for the best time, and didn't want to do things like this, but now that the world is not stable, how can she tell the world about her identity
Feng Aotian slid his fingertips across his shoulders, lowered slowly, and pressed his cheeks against his neck, "Master, why didn't you know you were in such a hurry?"
Xing Wuyun looked sideways, met her eyes, lowered his head, kissed her lips, and bit her gently.
Feng Aotian took advantage of the situation, his fingertips had slipped into the water, and the water was rippling, when Xing Wuyun forgot his love...
Time passed slowly, I don't know how long it took, I heard Xing Wuyun growl, leaning weakly, raising his eyes, looking at her, eyebrows slightly curved, "It seems that this is not the first time the emperor has done this?"
Feng Aotian lowered his head and saw that the clear water was cloudy. He put away his hands and pulled him out of the tub, "That's natural."
Xing Wuyun stepped out of the tub, dressed in his regular clothes, leaned on one side, and looked at her with a smile, "Do you want the emperor to be a minister..."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Master, come by yourself."
Xing Wuyun hooked his lips and smiled, and then approached her, "It turns out that the emperor likes to do it himself."
Feng Aotian listened to his words, the corner of his mouth twitched again, and dragged his uninjured hand out from behind the screen, "Go and lie down."
"What is the emperor going to do?" Xing Wuyun asked in a low voice, looking at the figure she was about to leave when she turned around.
Feng Aotian raised his hand that he had just put into the bath soup, "Master, go wash."
Xing Wuyun looked at the figure she was leaving, remembered the situation of Shicai, and suddenly laughed, then turned around and lay on the dragon couch, but she was very happy.
Feng Aotian turned around and entered another screen. Looking at the bath soup that had been prepared in front of her, she quickly unbuttoned her jade buckle belt, took off her clothes, and quickly entered the bath tub.
Xing Wuyun listened to the sound of water coming from behind the screen. He remembered the picture of Shicai again, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited. He suddenly sat up on the dragon couch, stepped on the carpet with bare feet, and slowly approached the screen.
Feng Aotian naturally sensed the approaching breath of Xing Wuyun, and the corner of her mouth was slightly hooked, "Want to come in?"
"Well." Xing Wuyun put his back on the screen, raised his head, and looked at the ceiling, "If the emperor is not willing, the minister will stand like this."
Feng Aotian listened to his words, "Then just stand like this and wait for the master to go out."
Xing Wuyun hooked his lips and smiled. He already knew the result, but he was lucky, thinking that she would open the door of her heart and let him in. It turned out that he was too self-aware.
Feng Aotian got up from the tub, and after binding his chest, he came out in loose uniforms, raised his eyes, and saw that he had closed his eyes, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
With a low smile, she stepped forward and stood in front of him, "What are you thinking?"
Xing Wuyun looked back and looked at her, "Did I do something wrong?"
He did not use "Chen", but the word "I". In his heart, he had already given himself to her completely on the day he was rescued by her.
Feng Aotian faced him face to face, wrapped around his waist, put his cheeks on his chest, listened to his light breathing, and felt the unique aura emanating from him, "You did a good job."
"But, why do I still feel so far away from you?" Xing Wuyun let her hold her, his hands hanging weakly on both sides, and asked faintly.
"Isn't Lord by your side all the time?" Feng Aotian rubbed against his chest and whispered, "What are you afraid of?"
Xing Wuyun lowered his eyes and looked at her, "I'm afraid of losing you one day."
Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed slightly, he left his embrace, held his hand, and walked slowly to the dragon couch, the two of them sat down immediately, she stared at him, "Master asks you, no matter what Master becomes. , have you always been the same to your grandfather?"
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at him puzzled, "Whether you are fat or thin, beautiful or ugly, human or ghost, male or female, I will always treat you the same."
Feng Aotian raised his mouth slightly, raised his palm, placed it on his chest, and pressed it gently, "What do you feel?"
Xing Wuyun was stunned at first, then raised his eyes suddenly, staring at her dumbfounded.
Feng Aotian took his hand and slowly slid in along the front of his clothes, pressing it again, she looked at him, "Do you feel it like that?"
Xing Wuyun was startled again, got up from the dragon couch, pulled his hand back, glanced at her in disbelief, then turned around and left the palace.
When Feng Aotian looked at him, she was wearing thin regular clothes and her figure flashed and disappeared. She lowered her eyes and laughed softly, then leaned beside the dragon couch, looked sideways, looked at Feng Yinqi, and lowered her gaze. "He was frightened."
At first, Xing Wuyun always thought that he liked a woman. Later, because he was moved by her, and because she was a man, he was running away. Later, he finally faced it calmly. Now, he told him that he liked it. It turned out to be a veritable woman, and this sudden change made him unable to believe it.
Xing Wuyun rushed out. At this moment, his brain was blank. Who can tell him, is this true? Or did he have a sweet dream? A gust of cold wind blew past and hit him, chilling to the bone. He folded his arms, raised his eyes, looked at Leng Yueqingfeng, and stood blankly outside the Emperor's Bedroom Palace, calming his mind.
He never knew that it was not a habit of cutting sleeves, but a real man? However, he didn't even know that the man he always thought was actually a woman? What exactly is going on? He couldn't imagine that he let go of his man's self-esteem and willingly committed himself to another man's arms, and this man turned out to be a woman? OMG!
Xing Wuyun raised his head and couldn't help roaring aloud, ignoring his reputation for so many years, but he didn't even know whether the person beside him was a man or a woman, he couldn't help laughing.
Sixi stood outside the bedroom, looking at Xing Wuyun who suddenly rushed out of the hall, with a frightened appearance, standing outside the hall, sighing for a while, then bursting into laughter, a little confused, what happened to this Young Master Xing
Xing Wuyun didn't know how long he stood, but he only felt that his body became cold. He suddenly shivered, turned around suddenly, and strode into the emperor's bedroom until he rushed to the dragon couch, and saw her still sitting on the dragon couch, He stepped forward, stood in front of her, dragged her from the dragon couch, ripped off the thin belt around her waist, took off her loose clothes, and saw the belt wrapped around her chest , He still couldn't believe it, raised his hands and untied it tremblingly, when he was clear, he took a few steps back, and when he looked at Feng Aotian again, no wonder the first time he held her in his arms, he felt different from others She is different from a man. Her body exudes a unique fragrance. She is obviously a tough body, but she has a bit more of a woman's coquettishness. Her chest is softer than that of a man. The past is vivid in his mind. Laughing.
Feng Aotian looked at him like this, but he stood in front of him calmly, looking at him, "You don't want such a master?"
Xing Wuyun looked at her and laughed more and more wanton. In the huge bedroom, his laughter resounded through the sky, while Meteor was hiding in a corner, looking at the picture inside, quickly covering his eyes and bowing his head, he saw the god dog. Staring blankly for a moment, he quickly freed up a hand to block the eyes of the god dog, "See no evil, see no evil."
Xing Wuyun smiled so much that he hunched over, until the laughter disappeared and tears flowed from his eyes, then he slowly stopped, the laughter suddenly stopped, he restrained his smile, straightened his back, and then stepped forward and placed her on top of her. Closing her uniform, he gently hugged her in his arms, "If I hadn't gotten nervous today and forced you, would you not have told me for the rest of your life? Are you planning to never touch me for the rest of your life?"
Feng Aotian knew that he had finally regained his composure. She leaned against his arms, and there was no longer any barrier between them. Listening to each other's heartbeats like this, his heartbeat was so fast that it seemed to burn her.
"Fool, I just wanted to tell you in a while, but I didn't find a good time." Feng Aotian let him hug tightly and said softly.
Xing Wuyun listened to her voice. In the past, Feng Aotian's tone was low, mixed with the inherent low-alcohol air of a man, but now, she is using a woman's soft voice, revealing a tactful tone to let him His heart couldn't help but tremble, he should be glad that the one he liked was a woman
Xing Wuyun lowered his head and looked at her, "You know, how long did I struggle because I fell in love with a man? You tell me now that you are not... You know, how shocked I am?"
"Then do you still remember what you promised me just now?" Feng Aotian looked at him, and now, instead of calling herself "Master", she used the word "I".
The corner of Xing Wuyun's mouth twitched, and he smiled very romantically, "I will never leave you in this life."
He raised his hand and put down the girdle in her hair. The ink-like blue silk was scattered. She had lost the beauty of the past, and now she seems to be more feminine. Xing Wuyun kept asking himself, How could he not suspect that she was a woman
He bowed his head slightly, kissed her delicate lips, sucked gently, hugged her horizontally, carefully placed her on the dragon couch, and bullied him up.
Taking advantage of the situation, Feng Aotian rolled over and pressed him in his arms, lowered his head, and looked at him, "No matter what your identity is, you must be on top."
Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "So, tonight..."
Feng Aotian raised his hand and pinched his handsome nose, "It won't happen tonight, Master will come to Kuishui in a few days, it's not easy to have sex."
Xing Wuyun showed a slightly expectant look, and when he heard Feng Aotian's words, he showed disappointment, raised his eyes, looked at her, and suddenly remembered something, "Then, last time, when you and Wei Zimo got married, did you come here? Sunflower water?"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded.
"Then... Wei Zimo doesn't know your identity?" Xing Wuyun's eyes lit up, letting her press on him, he stroked the black hair on her chest and asked in a low voice.
"Yeah." Feng Aotian replied with a smile when he saw that he was in a very good mood.
"Then... When does the emperor plan to tell him?" Xing Wuyun meant that, anyway, he would not tell Wei Zimo.
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, raising his chin, and his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. Now, the woman's appearance is even more charming, "You have selfishness."
"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded, thinking of something quickly, and then asked, "Do Eunuch Cat and Mu Hanjin know the identity of the emperor?"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian replied lightly.
"Where is Wufeng?" Xing Wuyun thought about how cunning Wufeng was, and his medical skills were superb, so he could see it naturally.
"I know." Feng Aotian nodded.
"Besides that, then... Who else knows?" Xing Wuyun's eyebrows were slightly curved, and he asked quickly.
"You." Feng Aotian's fingertips brushed his lips and whispered.
Xing Wuyun immediately smiled, "When will the emperor follow the minister..."
Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes turned slightly and looked at him, "Aren't you curious as to why a woman pretends to be a man?"
"As for the minister, the minister only cares about the current emperor and the future emperor. If you don't want to mention the past, why should the minister ask more?" Xing Wuyun wrapped her slender waist and found that it was indeed unusual The man was soft, and he was annoyed again. How could he not find out earlier
Feng Aotian naturally saw the emotions in his eyes clearly, then lowered his head and pressed his forehead, "Aren't you going to rest tonight?"
"Insomnia." Xing Wuyun said to himself, knowing her true identity, he is very excited now, it is strange to be able to fall asleep.
At this moment, Meteor has dragged the god dog away from the emperor's bedroom, sat on the steps, raised his eyes, looked at the starry sky, patted his own chest, turned his head, and looked at the god dog, "You must forget what happened just now. "
The god dog nodded, eager to forget it.
Xing Wuyun embraced Feng Aotian, raised his eyes, looked at the top of the sky, the corner of his mouth couldn't hide a smile, "Your Majesty, did Eunuch Cat know your identity early in the morning?"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "Why are you giggling?"
Xing Wuyun didn't know why, but felt that her heart was much more open-minded now. When she thought that she was a woman in her arms, she felt that the heavy stone in her heart fell instantly, and the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be concealed.
"Happy." Xing Wuyun said two words with a smile.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and twisted it around his waist, "If Master is really a man, are you still so happy?"
Xing Wuyun lowered his eyes, looked at her, and answered truthfully, "No."
Feng Aotian snorted coldly, if she were a man, she probably wouldn't like a man either. She turned her eyes and looked at his brows with a little more frivolity, as if seeing him for the first time.
She suddenly felt that it was right to tell him now, and seeing him so happy made her happy.
Xing Wuyun suddenly stopped smiling, and then asked, "Your Majesty, was it the first time you came to Sunflower Water last time?"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded.
"Then your virginity was broken by Eunuch Cat?" Xing Wuyun asked immediately.
"Yeah." Feng Aotian continued to answer.
Xing Wuyun turned to his side and looked at her, "This time, if you come to Kuishui, this minister will accompany you."
He remembered that Wei Zimo had said at the time that on the night of the wedding, he saw her vulnerable side, and for the next few days, she had been lying ill in bed. The Furong Pavilion is in his hands.
He raised his hand, caressed his lower abdomen, and suddenly thought of something, "If the emperor doesn't come to Sunflower Water this month?"
Feng Aotian shook his head and said, "My father's body has been damaged due to his training in martial arts since he was a child.
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at her, "No wonder you take medicine every day in those days."
"Well, it's conditioning. After all, my lord came to Kuishui much later than ordinary women." Feng Aotian looked at him, "Do you know women well?"
Xing Wuyun hugged her carefully, "I am only interested in the emperor."
Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "With you by your side, you will naturally be happy."
Xing Wuyun lightly kissed her smooth forehead and held her hand, no wonder it was much warmer and smaller than the man's, and the grip was soft, and he hated himself again, these doubts added up, why didn't he think of it?
That's because, since Feng Aotian was born, it is known to the whole world that she is a man, and her usual behavior is also a man's behavior. I swear to ask which woman can have such fierce methods as her
He was glad that he fell in love with her, not someone else, and he was even more glad that he had met her, not another person.
That night, Feng Aotian leaned against Xing Wuyun's arms and fell asleep peacefully.
And Xing Wuyun was a beautiful woman in his arms, without any sleepiness, until dawn, he just stared at her peaceful sleeping face with a smile on his face, feeling like a world away.
He raised his hand and brushed away the blue silk on her forehead. He was completely at ease. He fell in love with a woman, not a man.
He put his chin on top of her head, raised his eyes, and felt that everything around him was beautiful.
Feng Aotian woke up faintly, raised her eyes, and met his smiling face, her eyes sank, "Is it true that you haven't slept all night?"
"Looking at the emperor, the minister is content." Xing Wuyun said affectionately.
Feng Aotian got up from his arms and said in a low voice, "Grudge."
Xing Wuyun hurriedly hugged her, "Your Majesty, it's still early, let's take a break."
Feng Aotian glanced sideways and looked at him, "Ye Feng is still in Xia Luoyan's hands, Jing Shu's life and death are still unknown, can you still sleep?"
"Isn't everything under the emperor's control?" Xing Wuyun hugged her and said unrelentingly. He was afraid that she would leave his arms. As long as he held it like this, he would feel at ease. The whole heart is empty.
Feng Aotian sat up straight, pushed him away, took off his uniform, revealing smooth and smooth skin, Xing Wuyun looked at it, his eyes straightened, "Your Majesty, are you tempting a minister?"
Feng Aotian turned his eyes to the side, looking at him like a wolf like a tiger, he smiled evilly, "Master wants to bind his chest."
Xing Wuyun sighed faintly, then lay down and put the quilt over his head, "That minister will take a break."
"Okay." Feng Aotian laughed in a low voice, bundled himself up, got off the dragon couch, put on his underwear, and saw Xing Wuyun get down from the dragon couch and looked at her.
"What's wrong?" Feng Aotian saw him staring straight at her.
"In the future, this kind of thing will be brought to the minister." Xing Wuyun said, holding her hand, pressing her in front of the dressing table, and walking out.
After a while, he saw him come in with a golden basin, put it in one place, and looked at her, "Submit to the emperor to wash."
Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, looking at his serious appearance, he couldn't help smiling, then got up and let him serve carefully.
After washing, Xing Wuyun tied her hair and dressed her in person. After everything was in order, he went to wash by himself.
Feng Aotian stood beside him, tilted his head and looked at him, "Have I never seen you treat me like this before?"
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, looked at her, and said with a smile, "Now it's different from the past. In the past, I didn't know your identity, and I tried to be your pet, but now, knowing your identity, I naturally want to be a man. Whatever you do, whatever you do, I will stand in front of you."
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "Don't forget that you are the emperor of a country."
"So what?" Xing Wuyun looked at her, his mouth twitched, "This minister is your man, a manly man, how can you hide behind a woman?"
"Isn't it good to let the Lord spoil you?" Feng Aotian looked at him and felt that his thoughts changed really fast.
Xing Wuyun looked at her, "Pamper each other."
Feng Aotian knew what he cared about. It wasn't that she was really a woman, but that he always felt that she treated him with sincerity, unlike Eunuch Cat and Mu Hanjin. Therefore, there was fear in his heart. However, yesterday, there was no longer any gap between him and her, and he was no longer afraid.
After the two were properly dressed, they saw that Wei Zimo had walked in.
Xing Wuyun took a deep look at Wei Zimo with a smile, then held Feng Aotian's hand and sat at the table.
Wei Zimo sat on the soft couch beside him, and looked at Xing Wuyun with a smug smile. Moreover, the whole person seemed to have been baptized again without any worries.
Xing Wuyun personally prepared vegetables for Feng Aotian, carefully poured the soup, and did not forget to blow it gently, raised his eyes, and looked at Wei Zimo, "Can't you come to eat together?"
"No, I've already used it." Wei Zimo looked at him and said lightly.
"Then just wait." Xing Wuyun scooped the soup and carefully fed Feng Aotian.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, looking at his cautious appearance, he was obviously a little uncomfortable, "Master, come by yourself."
Xing Wuyun's eyes sank, "The minister feeds the emperor."
Feng Aotian's eyes turned slightly, then he opened his mouth and drank the soup.
Xing Wuyun put down the soup bowl, then took the vegetables and fed her personally.
Wei Zimo sat on the side, watching him so attentive, and said coldly, "The emperor has a hand, can't he eat by himself?"
Xing Wuyun listened to Wei Zimo's cool voice, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian with a smile, "Your Majesty, are you satisfied with serving you?"
Feng Aotian blinked his eyes, turned to look at Wei Zimo, "Have you really eaten breakfast?"
"Even if I haven't used it before, I can't even swallow it when I see this scene." Wei Zimo said, then got up, staring at Xing Wuyun coldly with his glamorous eyes.
Xing Wuyun disagreed, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, serving Feng Aotian with breakfast thoughtfully.
Feng Aotian knew that Xing Wuyun was deliberately angry with Wei Zimo, but she didn't want to make Wei Zimo unhappy early in the morning. If he wasn't happy, the three of them would be unhappy.
She waved her hand, "I'm full."
"Your Majesty, you need to eat more, your body is important, and the minister almost caught you cold last night." Xing Wuyun's peach blossom eyes glowed with charming light, which meant something.
Wei Zimo, however, could hear a different taste. What to do to catch a cold is naturally that kind of thing. He stood up abruptly, "Looks like I'm here at the wrong time."
Saying that, he walked out quickly.
Feng Aotian got up quickly and stood in front of him with a few steps, "Master will accompany you to have breakfast."
Wei Zimo raised his hand, held her hand, and walked out.
Xing Wuyun didn't stop him, but, watching Wei Zimo go out angrily, he was in a very good mood, put the meal that Feng Aotian had used in his mouth, and ate it with relish. Along the way, he was humming a little tune, obviously like a villain's ambition.
Meteor walked in with his head tilted, looking at Xing Wuyun's appearance, he snorted disdainfully, and then sat opposite him, "This is your nature."
"I'm just someone who wants to protect me." Xing Wuyun said slowly.
"What about before that?" Meteor looked up at him and asked.
"My heart for her has never changed, no matter what she becomes, it's just that my identity is different, and what I need to do is different. As a man, how can I let my woman stand in front of me? "Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice. Obviously, the partition wall has ears, and he doesn't want others to listen.
Meteor curled his lips and looked at him, "However, the Holy Master is different from other women."
"I naturally know this, and it's because of the difference that I have to protect her better. In the past, I thought he was a man, so I was willing to be the weak side, but now, now that I know her identity, what can I do? Can you hide behind her?" Xing Wuyun had finished his breakfast, put down the tableware and said while looking at the meteor.
Meteor snorted coldly, and naturally knew Xing Wuyun's thoughts, but the Holy Master wanted to protect them. He understood even more that Xing Wuyun had given up too much in order to love the Holy Master, including his dignity as a man, but , Now that he has learned the identity of the Holy Master, he will definitely take on the responsibility of being a man. This is the real him.
Xing Wuyun is still as free and uninhibited, but his eyebrows have returned to the arrogance and spontaneity of the past. It is not like he reborn the softness of those days.
Feng Aotian was led by Wei Zimo, and returned to the Floating Dream Palace without saying a word, and Ting Feng and Ting Yu hurriedly greeted him.
"Prepare breakfast." Wei Zimo said coldly, and the two entered the hall.
He pushed hard and pushed Feng Aotian onto the soft couch. He leaned forward and looked at her coldly, "What did you do with Xing Wuyun last night?"
Feng Aotian's eyes sank as he looked at him, "The person who favors you, do you still want to ask for instructions?"
Wei Zimo's glamorous eyes narrowed slightly, he slowly got up, sneered, and then left.
She suddenly fell backwards, and then slammed into Feng Aotian's arms. She lowered her head and looked at him, "Do you want me to do something to you?"
Wei Zimo leaned in her arms, "I know Xing Wuyun too well, if he hadn't happened to you, he wouldn't be so proud in front of me."
Only then did Feng Aotian know that he was jealous, she couldn't help laughing, and then said, "So you are angry about this?"
"Well." Wei Zimo nodded and said, "You can't treat me and him favorably over the other. What he can give you, I can also give you, and I have no less heart for you than him."
Feng Aotian's eyes turned slightly, "Are you angry that Xing Wuyun is good to your father? Or are you angry that your father is too good to him?"
"The second one." Wei Zimo said bluntly.
Feng Aotian raised his voice and smiled, "Master treats you and him the same, and he will not be partial."
"What about the others?" Wei Zimo raised his eyes, looked at her, and couldn't help asking.
"It's all the same." Feng Aotian hugged him, "After the world is unified, I will let you all stay by your side, never leaving."
Wei Zimo listened quietly, but, remembering Xing Wuyun's proud face, he couldn't help but get angry, and then asked, "Did you take him seriously last night...?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Master will not forget to promise you the wedding night."
Wei Zimo nodded and said, "Just remember."
"Okay, let's have breakfast." Feng Aotian saw that he was relieved, and he couldn't help but have a headache. If in the future, they would all be so petty, would that be okay
Wei Zimo let Feng Aotian lead, and the two sat down. He filled the soup, then scooped a spoonful and handed it to Feng Aotian.
Feng Aotian was already full, but seeing the gloom flashing in his eyes broke his heart, so he could only bite the bullet and take a sip.
Wei Zimo's brows eased, then he scooped another spoonful and drank it by himself.
Feng Aotian breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled as he watched him eat.
Before Wei Zimo finished eating, he saw that Xing Wuyun had walked in refreshed, sat beside Feng Aotian, and hugged her waist affectionately, "Your Majesty, you don't need it today. Shall we go to the morning?"
Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Of course I will go."
"But, Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng?" Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian and couldn't help asking, although he was happy and knew Feng Aotian's identity, he was still worried about the two of them. In Aotian's plan, but when he didn't find Lan Jingshu's whereabouts, his heart still wouldn't be stable.
Wei Zimo finished his breakfast, raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "I'm going to the restaurant."
Feng Aotian got up, took his hand, and shoved a note into his hand, "Go."
"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded, then got up and left.
He raised his eyes and didn't look at Xing Wuyun. Obviously, he had not calmed down about Xing Wuyun's deliberate anger at him this morning. Could it be that Feng Aotian calmed the anger in his heart early, and now, Xing Wuyun can still sit here. No wonder, Wei Zimo chased and beat him early in the morning.
Xing Wuyun naturally knew that with Feng Aotian around, Wei Zimo would naturally not find him to fight, but his temperament would be difficult to dissipate in a short period of time.
After Wei Zimo left, Feng Aotian and Xing Wuyun walked slowly to Xingyun Palace.
The two entered the hall, Feng Aotian raised her eyes, and looked at the place where the secret passage was passing on one side, her eyes dimmed.
Xing Wuyun stepped forward and took her into his arms, "Thinking about Yi Mu?"
"En." Feng Aotian nodded, "You know?"
"I still use this bedroom." Xing Wuyun said in a low voice, "Just this secret way?"
"Keep it. After all, it's an ingenious thing, and it may be useful in the future." Feng Aotian said lightly.
"Okay." Xing Wuyun nodded.
At this time, the soul landed on Feng Aotian's side and reported in a low voice, "Master, General Leng has already broken through the fourth city, and Lin Yun was beheaded on the spot."
Feng Aotian replied slightly, "Where's Han Yao?"
"General Mu is still attacking the fourth city today. There will be good news tonight. Ajiu has already captured the fifth city." Hun then replied.
"Okay, if this is the case, within a month, Nan will die when he returns to the country." Feng Aotian's eyes sank slightly, and a cold light broke out.
Hun then said, "Master, Xia Luoyan is leaving with Gu Yefeng tonight."
"Master wants her to come and go." Feng Aotian snorted coldly and continued.
Xing Wuyun looked at her, "Does the emperor know who Xia Luoyan is?"
"En." Feng Aotian nodded, "Are you worried that he will save Xia Luoyan?"
"Well." Xing Wuyun nodded and said, "After all, if Xia Luoyan is dead, then no one will watch Bei Liguo."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Do you want to go?"
"Yes." Xing Wuyun looked at her, "I will not let her leave Fengqi Country alive."
Feng Aotian turned around, wrapped his arms around his waist, and raised his head slightly to look at him, "If Gongyiou really comes to save her, then you will let her go."
"No, let the tiger return to the mountain, there will be endless troubles." Xing Wuyun's pair of peach blossom eyes are not as tempting as they used to be, but full of bloodthirsty ruthlessness.
Feng Aotian raised his hand, ironed the folds between his brows, and said in a low voice, "Master knows what you want to do, but I want you to stay by my side in peace."
At this moment, Po's figure fell, and he quickly lowered his head and stood beside her, and reported in a deep voice, "Master, I have found the whereabouts of Concubine Lan."
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In the era of fighting father, father's status determines the happiness index! So the quality of a word dad is so fucking important!
She opened her eyes and faced the dilemma of being abandoned in Zhuangzi. Her aunt was weak, her mother-in-law was bullying her master, her beautiful eyes were looking forward to subverting the situation, she gathered her confidants and played tricks to expand her wealth, but before she could leave, she waited for the mansion. The carriage instantly killed all her plans.
Looking at the ordinary and low-key father, the shrewd eldest lady, the eccentric Mrs. Tai, the elder sister, the concubine sister, who took turns taking turns, the delicate-looking female man instantly turned into a master of fighting monsters, secretly supporting the aunt, dealing with all kinds of bulls, ghosts and snakes. The moment she was reborn, she had already changed her life against the sky, and the blessings and honors of God could not stop her. How about a concubine? Who ruled that a prostitute is a prostitute all her life