Gu Yefeng just sat in the carriage motionless, raised his eyes and watched the arrows raining down without moving.
Feng Aotian looked at his firm eyes, and her heart swayed at this moment. In the past, she only saw his uncomfortable, simple and direct side, but she had never seen him with such a resolute side. Maybe, This is the hard air flowing in his bones.
The cronies quickly sent someone to stand in front of Gu Yefeng, but his arm was still shot with an arrow, and blood dripped down his wrist. He frowned slightly and did not say a word.
Seeing this, the cronies hurriedly drove away, while Gu Yefeng looked at Feng Aotian, who was standing above the tower, through Cai Guo's men who were shot to death by random arrows in front of him. This time, he really wanted to leave.
Feng Aotian's eyes were ruthless, but the bottom of those eyes flashed with distress. When the carriage ran wildly and disappeared in front of her eyes, she turned her eyes and saw Lan Jingshu standing in front of her.
She stepped forward slowly, clenched his hand, smiled, "Go back to the palace."
"Yeah." Lan Jingshu nodded, he could feel the reluctance in her heart.
The soul fell on Feng Aotian's side, she said solemnly, "Send someone to chase and kill him along the road until he reaches Cai Country safely."
"Yes, Master." Soul replied, and then flew away.
Feng Aotian raised his head, sneered, and promised to protect them, but in the end, he didn't protect even one of them.
Lan Jingshu looked at her and said warmly, "Your Majesty, there are ministers by your side."
Feng Aotian smiled lightly, took him into his arms, and flew him away from the tower to the palace.
Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo were in the restaurant and did not go there. At this time, they knew that she just wanted to stay quietly.
Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Are you hiding something from me?"
Xing Wuyun reclined on the soft couch, not drinking, but sipping tea, "Where did you say this?"
"You'd better tell me before I find out, otherwise..." Wei Zimo's glamorous eyes gleamed, and his fingertips ran across the strings, low and powerful.
"Otherwise what?" Xing Wuyun looked indifferent, and then said, "I won't tell you, but I want her to tell you in person. It's better to see it than to hear it from others."
Wei Zimo listened to Xing Wuyun's words, and he already had a rough guess in his heart. Although he didn't know what he was hiding from himself, it should not be a bad thing.
He glanced at Xing Wuyun, then lowered his eyes, "When will you return to the palace?"
"Wait a minute." Xing Wuyun looked sideways and looked at Wei Zimo, "Would it be nice to have me with you?"
Wei Zimo listened to the meaning of his words and sneered, "I only have her in my heart, don't come up with other ideas."
Xing Wuyun was drinking a sip of tea, and when he heard his words, he was choked by the tea and coughed suddenly, "What nonsense are you talking about, this son has always liked women."
"It's really confusing." Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Then the person in your heart now is also a woman?"
Xing Wuyun was stunned for a moment, almost missed his mouth, pursed his lips, and said sullenly, "This is an exception."
"Then how many exceptions do you plan to make?" Wei Zimo asked along with his words. Obviously, he didn't deeply understand the meaning of Xing Wuyun's words, and wasted his usual alertness. Now, he is really smart and confused for a while.
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at him, "Anyway, it won't be you."
Wei Zimo curled her lips into a smile, "It's fine if it's not me, otherwise, I'll castrate you immediately."
Xing Wuyun quickly retracted his legs, raised his eyes, looked at Wei Zimo, gritted his teeth and said, "You should go take a look."
"Are you saying I'm sick?" Wei Zimo raised his eyes, looked at him, and said coldly.
"Hehe, indeed." Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo, "either you are sick or I am sick."
"Then you must be sick." Wei Zimo continued to raise his voice, obviously, with anger, don't think he forgot what happened in front of him last morning.
Xing Wuyun slapped the corner of his mouth, got up quickly, hehe smiled, thirty-six strategies, walking is the best, "I'll leave first."
"Who said to stay for a while?" Wei Zimo stood up unhurriedly and looked at him through the bead curtain.
Xing Wuyun made a sly gesture and smiled embarrassingly, "Now that I am tired, I will go back."
Wei Zimo said lightly, "If there is no wind, I will definitely give you a few medicines. If you are sick, you need to be cured."
When Xing Wuyun heard Wei Zimo's words, he suddenly thought of something, a pair of peach blossom eyes flashed a slyness, and then said, "Well, I will go back to the palace immediately and find an imperial doctor to prescribe a few pairs for me."
Seeing that he was about to slip away, Wei Zimo fell three steps away in front of him, "So anxious, is there anything important in the palace?"
"Didn't you say I'm ill? Then I'm going back to the palace to see an imperial doctor to treat the disease, right?" Xing Wuyun replied confidently.
Wei Zimo gave him a cold look, his voice was very low, "It should be treated well, I will go with you."
"No need." Xing Wuyun hurriedly waved his hand and said, the purpose of his going was to ask Sixi, if Eunuch Cat could leave the recipe for nourishing the sunflower water at that time, if he was followed by Wei Zimo, wouldn't it be a leak
Seeing Xing Wuyun's hurried look, Wei Zimo snorted coldly, "It seems that you are hiding more than one thing from me."
Xing Wuyun felt that Wei Zimo must have noticed something about his expression, and quickly said with a smile, "You suspect that you have committed a disease again? Would you like to take a look with me?"
Wei Zimo turned around and flew away from the restaurant. Obviously, he was going to follow Xing Wuyun.
Xing Wuyun sighed helplessly, then tapped his toes and silently followed Wei Zimo back to the palace.
Feng Aotian returned to the palace, and it didn't take a moment for him to issue an imperial decree to raid the house of Gu's house and destroy it.
Feng Aotian brought Lan Jingshu back to the palace, unloaded the burden on his body, reclined on the soft couch, Lan Jingshu hurriedly brought ginseng tea over, and blew softly, "Your Majesty, drink some ginseng tea."
Feng Aotian took it and took him into his arms. Seeing that his complexion had improved a lot, he asked in a low voice, "Have you missed your father these days?"
Lan Jingshu blushed slightly, nodded and replied, "En."
Feng Aotian lowered his head, took a sip of ginseng tea, and immediately sealed his lips, and immediately jumped up, slid his fingertips across his belt and caressed his skin lightly.
Lan Jingshu's lips and teeth were filled with sweet sweetness, his hands unconsciously wrapped around her slender waist, and his body was slightly arched. The pink looks extraordinarily lustrous and translucent, she followed his lips and bit his chin lightly.
At this moment, Wei Zimo and Xing Wuyun had just landed and stepped into the emperor's bedroom one after the other, and they saw the two entangled on the soft couch, Wei Zimo snorted coldly, "It seems that I came at the wrong time. ."
Xing Wuyun was also slightly startled, although, seeing Feng Aotian and Lan Jingshu being so close, his heart was not happy, he raised his eyes and looked at Wei Zimo's gloomy face, the corner of his mouth twitched, and then he crept out of the emperor's bedroom, A flicker of smoke disappeared.
Feng Aotian heard Wei Zimo's voice, but left Lan Jingshu's body very comfortably, raised his hand, closed the brocade robe on his body, took him into his arms, looked at Wei Zimo, "Come here. ."
Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu leaning shyly in Feng Aotian's arms, his eyes darkened slightly, and he said in a low voice, "I just came to see you, now, seeing you well, I will go first."
He said lightly, without any emotion, then turned around and stepped out of the emperor's bedroom.
He has been telling himself that she is not his alone, he has to learn to tolerate and have her with others, but no matter how he consoles himself, when he sees such a picture, he will still endure Can't stop sad, is he too selfish
He raised his eyes and looked at the vast palace in front of him. He just walked forward step by step. Because of Feng Aotian's affairs, he completely forgot, and just now he planned to follow Xing Wuyun to find out.
Xing Wuyun calculated Wei Zimo's temper early in the morning, and now, he has asked for the recipe from Sixi's place, and happily walked to the emperor's bedroom.
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, and said warmly, "Your Majesty, this minister is going to review the memorial, you should go and see him."
Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, looked at him, and kissed his lips again. Shicai was nothing more than a closed shirt. Now, it was easily undone, and she bullied herself up and continued with Shicai's passion.
As soon as Xing Wuyun entered the emperor's bedroom, he saw a blushing and heart-pounding scene in front of him.
Feng Aotian naturally sensed Xing Wuyun's breath, Lan Jingshu squinted his eyes slightly, and now he has become distraught under Feng Aotian's provocation, and has involuntarily followed her.
Xing Wuyun walked slowly to the Floating Dream Palace, and saw Wei Zimo standing alone in the courtyard. He raised his eyes and looked at the long withered Manzhu Shahua on both sides. The bright red robes moved with the wind. The world and independent figure, just staring forward motionlessly.
"Can't let go?" Xing Wuyun leaned against the old ancient tree beside him and whispered.
"Why aren't you?" Wei Zimo didn't look back, but continued to watch, "When flowers wither, let alone people?"
Xing Wuyun knows Wei Zimo's inner struggle and pain. He has just been lonely for too long, and Feng Aotian has given him the care and warmth he needs most. He has his pride, as well as his sensitivity and awkwardness. He is not an unreasonable person. The person who is just, just wants to keep this kind of warmth for a longer time.
"Since you can't let go, then learn to face the reality." Xing Wuyun squinted his eyes and looked at Wei Zimo. They grew up together since childhood and experienced too much darkness and pain, but now they are in love with the same person , In fact, for a moment, he hated this feeling very much, and there was also a moment when he wanted to take Feng Aotian as his own, but after so much, now he just wants to be with her. Beside him, just because he can't let go, his love for her has surpassed everything he has carried, and he is unwilling to tell Wei Zimo her true identity, he just wants her to tell him in person, so that he can She felt that in her heart, he was also unique and indispensable.
Wei Zimo slowly turned his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "I haven't learned to face it yet."
Xing Wuyun smiled, "That's because you haven't loved her to the point where you can't help yourself."
Wei Zimo was stunned for a moment. He lowered his eyes and stared at his feet. Is he really not in love that much
Xing Wuyun knew that Wei Zimo's thoughts towards Feng Aotian ranged from disdain in the past, to curiosity later, to concern now, but he did not really let go of himself, did not really understand what love was, and did not let go of the past. , and to see his own true heart, it's just a matter of time, one day, he will think clearly and understand, and at that time, he will not be as tangled and painful as today.
Wei Zimo was silent for a long time, but he didn't know how to respond. He needed to think about it.
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at the cloudless sky, he chuckled softly, "Are you going to stand like this for the rest of your life?"
Wei Zimo returned to his senses, raised his eyes, and looked at him, "Do you know what Xia Luoyan said to me that day?"
"What?" Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo and couldn't help asking.
"She said that Gongyiou won't let me go easily." Wei Zimo said lightly, "Actually, I still can't let go of the past in my heart."
Xing Wuyun looked at him, "I can't let it go, but I'm trying to let go, no matter what he wants, now, I have someone I want to protect, even if it costs my life, I will not hesitate. "
Wei Zimo looked at Xing Wuyun, was silent for a moment, and then said, "I understand."
Xing Wuyun smiled and said, "Okay, stop thinking about it, I'm hungry, didn't you say you want to accompany me to heal?"
Only then did Wei Zimo remember what happened just now, raised his eyes and looked at him, "Didn't you already go there secretly?"
"I can't hide anything from you." Xing Wuyun smiled, "I'm really hungry."
"Listen to the rain and set the meal." Wei Zimo said in a deep voice, then stepped up and entered the hall.
Xing Wuyun put his hands around his chest and saw that he wanted to open up, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, followed closely behind.
After Lan Jingshu was properly dressed, he looked up and saw Feng Aotian looking at him with a smile, his face flushed, "Your Majesty, it's time for lunch."
Feng Aotian raised his hand and took him into his arms, "Could it be that the Lord didn't feed you just now?"
It was just frivolous words, and they were just kissing me and me, but Lan Jingshu heard something different, hurriedly lowered his head, leaned in her arms, pursed his lips slightly, not make a statement.
Seeing that he was really shy, Feng Aotian laughed again, took his hand, and sat at the table.
Si Xi has already prepared her meal and withdrew.
Lan Jingshu personally prepared food for Feng Aotian, sat on the side with a faint smile on his lips, and looked at her, so he felt satisfied.
Feng Aotian thought that she hadn't been alone with him for a long time, so she put some vegetables in his bowl, "Eat more."
"Yes." Lan Jingshu replied warmly, then picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating.
After lunch, Feng Aotian and Lan Jingshu sat in the study and began to review the memorials.
Meteor felt that these few days were very boring, so he returned to Wind Clan with the dog.
The god dog went to the holy spring to rest, while the meteor was lying on the altar in the hall, looking at the little white snake in the golden scroll, telling what happened in the past few days.
Gu Yefeng was injured by an arrow. It had been three days since he left Beijing. Although he was being chased and killed every day, he knew in his heart that the emperor did this to tell the world that she must kill him. The corpse was broken into thousands of pieces, on the other hand, it was secretly protecting him, in case someone came to harm him.
Seeing that Gu Yefeng was speechless the whole time, his face was indifferent. He had no fear of being chased and killed, but he was very calm. He couldn't help but feel that this was the spirit of an emperor.
He admired Gu Yefeng more and more in his heart, and he also learned about Gu Yefeng. When he learned that Gu's mansion was slaughtered, the pain in his eyes and the murderous aura of hatred made him believe even more. It is already at the same level as Fengqi Country.
On that day, when Zuo Xiang asked him to come, he had already said that if he found out that Gu Yefeng had different intentions, he could get rid of him.
Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo did not go to disturb Feng Aotian these few days, only Lan Jingshu was with her, and she was also very comfortable, because, before Lan Jing wrote, she felt comfortable without saying anything.
On this day, Xing Wuyun suddenly stepped into the emperor's bedroom in the middle of the night, and saw Lan Jingshu and her stepping out of the study, he hurriedly stepped forward and looked at her, "Your Majesty, should your old disease recur in the past few days, or is it Don't work hard."
Feng Aotian has been a little tired these days, but fortunately, everything is fine. Now, looking at Xing Wuyun and counting the time, she smiled and said, "Well, it is indeed these few days."
"How about letting the minister accompany the emperor these few days?" Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian and asked with a smile.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Okay."
Lan Jingshu seemed to understand something, and then replied warmly, "Since there is no cloud here, then I will retire first."
"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded in response.
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, looked at Xing Wuyun, nodded slightly, and then stepped out of the emperor's bedroom.
Xing Wuyun quickly supported Feng Aotian, "Your Majesty, do you feel unwell?"
"A little tired these days." Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Are you all ready?"
"Well." Xing Wuyun nodded, suddenly, he picked her up, and then entered the inner hall.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at his incomparably beautiful face, hooked his neck, and allowed him to carefully place himself on the dragon couch. He stood up, "Your Majesty, will I serve you and take a bath?"
"Okay." Feng Aotian replied with a smile.
Xing Wuyun immediately smiled, then turned around, and ordered to prepare the bath soup, but he walked in happily, sat beside Feng Aotian, put his palm on her lower abdomen, softly, "I'm ready. Menstrual belt."
"En." Feng Aotian nodded in response, then raised his eyes and looked at him, "Where did you prepare it?"
Xing Wuyun leaned over and said in her ear, "I secretly sneaked into Eunuch Cat's house and found it in a secret cell."
Feng Aotian looked at him with a smile, and leaned quietly in his arms, "How stupid."
Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows, lowered his head, and looked at her, "Your Majesty, I have been preparing for the past few days, and I have read many books about women coming to Sunflower Water."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Okay, let's go over with your father."
Seeing that the bath soup was ready, Xing Wuyun carried her into the screen and took off the brocade robe on her body, revealing the figure of a woman with ice muscles and jade bones. With a cold and charming face, he thought for a moment, raised his hand, and slowly placed it on her chest, untying the belt for her.
Feng Aotian stood there, looked at his cautious appearance, and said with a small smile, "It's not the first time I've seen your father's body."
Xing Wuyun swallowed his saliva. If he hadn't been concerned about her body, he would have pounced on her and eaten her.
Feng Aotian let out a low laugh again. When the girdle was untied, Xing Wuyun looked at the exquisite body in front of him. He suddenly felt dry, so he hurriedly turned to his side and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, I'd better go out. ."
Feng Aotian raised his hand and slid his fingertips across his palm, "Didn't you always want to see it? Now that you see it, why should you back down?"
Xing Wuyun took a deep breath, turned around slowly, and the soft figure that caught his eye again made him swayed, took a step forward, took her delicate body into his arms, then picked it up and put it into the bathtub Inside.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Pinch your shoulders."
"Yes." Xing Wuyun looked a little restrained. He raised his hands and touched the silky skin. His fingers trembled. This feeling made him seem to be floating on the clouds, and his feet were very soft.
He kneaded her shoulders awkwardly, but his eyes stared at the hot skin under the mist.
Feng Aotian could feel Xing Wuyun's nervousness, she always had a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and let him look at it. Today's chest is no longer as flat as it used to be, and now, it is much plumper.
After taking a bath, Feng Aotian lowered his head and saw the red floating on the tub. She raised her eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun who was clumsily fiddling with the blue silk, "It's really here."
"Ah?" Xing Wuyun replied stupidly, and following Feng Aotian's eyes, he saw the red color on the water.
He hurriedly took Feng Aotian out of the tub, put his uniform on her body, and handed her the menstrual belt, "Your Majesty, this..."
"Can you?" Feng Aotian smiled and looked at the blush on his face.
"No... No." Xing Wuyun stammered, he really didn't know.
Feng Aotian looked at him with a slight smile, "Master told you how to dress, how would you dress for Master?"
Xing Wuyun stared blankly at Feng Aotian, Tengdi's face was like a burning cloud, and his face was flushed. He held the menstrual belt a little embarrassedly, stood on one side, and said Mosquito, "Okay."
And his heart was beating even more at this moment.
Under Feng Aotian's signal, Xing Wuyun was red and dressed, and he was covered in sweat. He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian's mouth with an evil and charming smile, just like a charming goblin. As soon as it was tight, he hugged her away from the screen, then put her on the dragon couch, covered the quilt, turned around, and was about to leave.
"Don't use cold water." Feng Aotian said in a deep voice.
Xing Wuyun froze and said in a low voice, "Well."
Then he left like the wind, Feng Aotian watched him leave like this, and laughed loudly.
Xing Wuyun rushed out of the emperor's bedroom and stood outside the hall, breathing heavily. He suddenly thought of Eunuch Cat, being able to endure such a big temptation and bathing her every day requires a lot of concentration. Patting his beating heart, letting the cold wind blow, trying to dispel the heat from his body.
Feng Aotian was lying on the dragon couch, seeing Xing Wuyun for a long time in the future, she felt a little tired because she just came to Kuishui, and slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Xing Wuyun stood outside the hall for a whole hour before he felt a little sanity restored. He raised his hand, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, turned around, and looked at Si Xizheng staring at him suspiciously.
He coughed a few times, "Prepare me a bath soup."
"It's ready." Si Xi quickly retracted her gaze and said in a low voice.
Xing Wuyun replied lightly, and then entered the palace of the emperor. When he went to the inner hall, he saw the face sleeping peacefully on the dragon couch. The corner of his mouth evoked a gentle smile, for fear that his own cold air would contaminate her. Then he stepped into the screen, took off his clothes, and took a bath on his own. However, in his mind was still the picture of wearing a menstrual belt for her just now. His face flushed again, and he quickly scooped up water and hit himself. on his face, gasping for breath.
After struggling for an hour, she walked out from the screen in her normal clothes, and lay down beside her slowly, leaning on her side, looking at her with a small smile on the corner of her mouth, the blue silk scattered, because the clothes were loose, she did not. The chest was tied, but it was half-covered. With a sigh of relief, he hugged the delicate body in his arms and let her find a comfortable position in his arms. He pressed the erupting volcano in his heart and closed his eyes. , trying to calm myself down.
"If you are so nervous, then tomorrow, let Jing Shu come to accompany you." A cold voice sounded, interrupting Xing Wuyun's cranky mind.
He hurriedly hugged her tightly, "Don't be nervous."
As he spoke, he hugged her, calmed his mind, felt the warmth in his arms, and fell asleep slowly.
Feng Aotian had a light smile on the corner of his mouth, thinking, he is more and more cute.
The next day, Xing Wuyun woke up early, opened his eyes suddenly, and saw that Feng Aotian had not woken up yet, his mouth was filled with a happy smile, he lowered his head, dropped a light kiss on her forehead, slowly got off the bed, and was about to prepare. The good girdle was taken out.
Looking up, she saw that Feng Aotian had woken up, she looked at him, "Did you sleep well last night?"
"Well." Xing Wuyun nodded, as long as she was by his side, he would sleep well.
Feng Aotian got up slowly, raised his eyes, looked at him, "Master wants to change the menstrual belt."
Xing Wuyun turned around quickly, and took the menstrual belt from the secret compartment, then lifted the quilt and untied the belt around her waist. Feng Aotian thought that last night was just a joke to him, and quickly raised his hand and held it. With his wrist, "Master came by himself."
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at her, "Let the minister come."
Feng Aotian's mouth twitched and he let go of his hand, seeing that Xing Wuyun was very familiar with taking off the menstrual band and putting on a new one, he looked at the red on the old menstrual band, and his eyes sank, "How come Will it flow so much?"
Feng Aotian looked at him amusingly, "The color looks normal, it should be fine."
She was worried at first. The first time, it happened to be the first day after the menstrual period. She was afraid that it would be bad for her body. Although she always wanted to take care of it, she had no time. Now, looking at the bloody color, she felt relieved. , still pay attention.
Xing Wuyun read the medical book about menstruation and knew what Feng Aotian meant. However, seeing so much blood, he was still distressed, thinking that there were still a few days in the future, so he would have to make up more.
He put away the old menstrual belt, then looked at her, "Your Majesty, I will serve you to change your clothes."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Aren't you nervous?"
"Yeah." After a night of struggle, Xing Wuyun was now able to hold back his thoughts, and hurriedly stepped forward, unbuttoned her regular clothes, tied her chest, then dressed her and hugged her. Sitting next to the dressing table.
"The emperor will wait for a while." Xing Wuyun took the old menstrual tapes that he had collected and hurriedly left the emperor's bedroom.
After a while, he saw him come in with the golden pot, put it aside, and looked at her, "Your Majesty, can you still go to the morning court today?"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded and said, "These days, Master has been running around. Now that Yi Mu and Ye Feng are not here, Master naturally can't make Jing Shu work too hard."
"There are still ministers." Xing Wuyun looked at her, wringed out the cotton handkerchief, handed it to her, and whispered.
Feng Aotian looked at him with a smile, "Didn't you always dislike court affairs?"
"I don't like it, it doesn't mean I don't want it." Xing Wuyun picked up the jade comb, tied her hair, and said softly.
Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "Master only wants you to do what you like to do, the affairs of the court, with Master here."
"I feel sorry for the emperor." Xing Wuyun put down the jade comb, lowered his head, and picked her up, "I don't want the emperor to be too tired."
Feng Aotian looked at him with a smile, "Master is already used to it. If you are too busy, Master will not be used to it."
Xing Wuyun knew what she meant, he put her on the soft couch and whispered, "I understand the emperor's thoughts. After a while, when Mu Hanjin returns, the emperor will not be so troublesome."
Feng Aotian replied with a slight smile, "Well, you know what you are capable of, but it's up to you to make up your own mind about the matter of the court."
Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "I understand."
Feng Aotian held his hand, "Okay, Jing Shu will come over later, and after the morning court, Master will come back."
"Yes." Xing Wuyun whispered, then raised his eyes and saw Lan Jingshu walking in.
Feng Aotian got up from the soft couch and walked in front of him, "I have breakfast with you."
"Yes." Lan Jingshu nodded and replied, these days, he has been staying by Feng Aotian's side, so he doesn't feel anything. Last night, he went back to Jinxuan Palace by himself. In the past, he was with Gu Yefeng and Yi Musan. People came to the emperor's sleeping hall together, then went to court, then went to the court, and then came back to review the memorial, but now, he was the only one left, and he couldn't help feeling a little lonely.
Feng Aotian saw Lan Jingshu's thoughts, clenched his hand, and whispered, "They will come back."
"En." Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian's complexion, and asked worriedly, "Your Majesty, your old illness has returned?"
"En." Feng Aotian nodded, "It's okay, it will be fine in a few days."
At this time, Xing Wuyun had already walked in with the specially made ginger brown sugar water. When the three of them sat at the table, he handed the bowl to Feng Aotian, "Your Majesty, drink it while it's hot."
"Okay." Feng Aotian responded with a smile, then he took the bowl and drank slowly.
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun's concerned eyes. He lowered his eyes and ate his breakfast quietly.
Xing Wuyun turned his eyes to the side, looked at Lan Jingshu, and then asked, "Jingshu, can the family members of the Gu Mansion be properly settled?"
"Well, someone has been sent to Nancheng in secret. That place is beautiful and is a place to recuperate." Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, looked at Xing Wuyun, and replied warmly.
"Counting the days, in ten days, Gu Yefeng will be able to arrive at Caiguo safely." Xing Wuyun said in a low voice, raising his eyes and looking at Feng Aotian, "Twelve more days will be the wedding of the emperor and Ye Meixi. Today, is the emperor going to Wuyue Kingdom, or to get married here?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "When did you care about this?"
"Now." Xing Wuyun looked at her, "Now, the movement that has not been made in the capital must be made in Wu Yueguo."
Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Well, Meixi wants to be in Wuyue Kingdom, and now that the country is in turmoil, if he rushes back and forth, I'm afraid it will give other countries a chance to take advantage."
"Could I go to watch the ceremony?" Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at her.
Feng Aotian put down the bowl and looked at him, "No."
"It seems that the emperor has his own plans." Xing Wuyun just asked casually. If she wants to come, something interesting must happen that day, but if she doesn't let him go, can she not go
"In those few days, you stayed in the capital obediently, and watched the palace for the lord, and you were not allowed to go anywhere. If you dare to go there secretly, in the future, you will never want to climb on the dragon couch of the lord." Feng Aotian threatened in a cold voice.
Xing Wuyun twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at her, "The emperor is really cruel."
Feng Aotian snorted coldly, "You don't know your mind when you are a master. If you want to go to a good show, the master will not let you."
"The one who knows the subject, the emperor is also." Xing Wuyun put the vegetables in her bowl and said with a smile, if you don't go, you won't go, anyway, you can guess the situation.
Feng Aotian looked sideways, looking at the smile at the corner of Xing Wuyun's mouth, showing slyness, she turned her eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu, "You eat more, I see that you have lost a lot of weight these days."
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian with a small smile on the corner of his mouth. He was somewhat envious of Xing Wuyun. Many times, he was able to express his own thoughts, but he always had concerns.
After the three of them finished their breakfast, Feng Aotian took Lan Jingshu's hand to go to the morning court, while Xing Wuyun stepped out of the emperor's bedroom and walked to the Palace of Floating Dreams, and saw that Wei Zimo had just finished using the morning meal. Meal, I was about to go to the restaurant.
He stepped forward and stood in front of Wei Zimo, "Why don't you see the emperor these days?"
Wei Zimo raised her eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Aren't you staying with her these days? If I go, wouldn't it disturb your good deeds?"
Xing Wuyun frowned slightly, "Are you jealous?"
"It's so obvious, if you can't see it, then you're pretending to be confused." Wei Zimo crossed Xing Wuyun, stepped up, and walked out.
Xing Wuyun hurriedly stepped forward and stood in front of him, "Don't forget, last month was the night of your wedding with her. She has relapsed in the past few days and her complexion is not good, so why don't you go see her? "
Wei Zimo curled her lips into a smile, "It's been a really fast day, it's been a month now."
"Yeah." Xing Wuyun looked at him, "I envy you so much, her first big marriage turned out to be with you."
Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at him, "I'll go to the restaurant first and come back later."
"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded, knowing that Wei Zimo was just afraid of facing her these days. On that day, he broke his mind with one word. These days, he was trying to learn to let go.
After the early morning, Lan Jingshu went to the Metropolitan Court by himself. He sat on the carriage and couldn't help but think of the three people sitting in the carriage chatting in the past, but now it was a matter of right and wrong, and he was glad that he always stayed with her. beside, never left.
When Feng Aotian returned to the emperor's bedroom, he saw that Xing Wuyun had prepared ginger and brown sugar water and was waiting for her specially.
She stepped into the bedroom with a small smile, watched him step forward carefully, took out the silk handkerchief, wiped the sweat from her forehead, picked her up, carefully placed her on the soft couch, and handed her the bowl, "Is there any pain?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Some, but, better than the first time."
Xing Wuyun was really relieved, and quickly took the blanket and put it on her, "Don't catch a cold."
Wei Zimo came back from the restaurant, and as soon as he stepped into the emperor's bedroom, he saw a very warm side in front of him. His eyes flickered slightly, and then he stepped forward, his cold eyes always staring at her, and he slowly walked forward.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him. He hadn't seen him for a few days. He was a lot haggard. When she saw him approaching, she held his hand, "Is it over?"
Wei Zimo nodded, "Yes."
Feng Aotian glanced sideways, gave Xing Wuyun a wink, then took Wei Zimo into his arms, and smiled, "Have you missed your father these few days?"
Xing Wuyun has stepped out of the emperor's bedroom with interest, raised his eyes, looked at the sky, and then heard a burst of laughter, bowed his head, and saw that Meteor was already standing in front of him.
"Why are you standing outside?" Meteor raised his head, looked at him, and asked with a smile.
"Are you willing to come back?" Xing Wuyun naturally knew where the meteor went and asked in a low voice.
"Follow me to the side courtyard. I secretly saved some of the wild fruit wine last time." Meteor rolled his eyes and said.
"It will be noon later, I have no time." Xing Wuyun touched Meteor's head and said with a smile.
"It seems that you took over the affairs of Father Cat." Meteor said with a smile.
Xing Wuyun nodded with a smile, "However, it cannot replace his position in the emperor's heart."
Meteor pulled Xing Wuyun's sleeve, "I will sit here with you?"
"Alright." Xing Wuyun replied with a smile, and immediately sat on the stone steps.
Meteor sat on the side, and the dog was lying on the side.
In the main hall, Feng Aotian saw that Wei Zimo was much quieter than before. She obviously sensed something, and put her hands around his waist, letting him obey.