Xing Wuyun looked sideways and looked at the meteor, "Bring the dinner here."
Meteor nodded. Anyway, it's not fun to eat alone. It's better to have someone to accompany you than nothing.
Feng Aotian finished his dinner, raised his eyes, and saw Wu Feng was looking at her with a small smile.
She curled her lips into a smile and got up, "Go tomorrow, come back tomorrow."
Wu Feng looked at her, "Okay."
Feng Aotian said no more, turned around, and stepped out of the room.
Wufeng covered his chest, raised his hand, and saw that the palm of his hand had turned dark black. He couldn't help but vomit black blood at the end. He leaned on the desk a little weakly, raised his eyes, but met those cold phoenix eyes.
He wasn't surprised at all, just calmly pulled out another silk handkerchief from his arms and wiped the corners of his mouth, "What do you tell me?"
Feng Aotian looked at his appearance, sighed faintly, lowered his head, and spread his palm, "I was stabbed by a silver needle?"
"It doesn't matter, just force the poison out." Wu Feng said with an impermanent expression.
Feng Aotian snorted coldly, "If you force it out, you will definitely suffer damage to your internal strength. The Lord asked you to heal people, not to hurt you."
She said angrily, raised his palm, lowered her head, pointed at the place where the needle was stabbed, sucked gently, and sucked out the poisonous blood.
Wufeng felt the warmth in his palm, and the slight tingling feeling, his eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and then there was a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of tenderness, and he couldn't help it. Looking at her slyly, my heart became more firm.
Feng Aotian sucked out the poisonous blood, looked sideways, spit it out, and continued. After several repetitions, when she saw the blackness in her palm fade away, she raised her eyes and looked at him, "Do you have poison pills on your body?"
"Yeah." Wu Feng nodded.
Feng Aotian held his injured hand. The other hand was already in front of him. He reached into his waist, untied a brocade bag, and then took out a white jade porcelain vase, "But this?"
"Yeah." Wufeng replied calmly.
Feng Aotian poured out a grain and looked at him, "Open your mouth."
Wufeng looked at her, opened his mouth obediently, Feng Aotian put the pill in his mouth, turned around, poured a cup of hot water, and handed it to him, "After taking it, go to lie down on the bed."
Wufeng took the water glass, swallowed the pill, turned around, walked to the bed, took off his shoes, and lay down quietly.
Feng Aotian stepped forward, sat aside, and covered the quilt for him, "Rest now."
"Yeah." Wufeng started just now, but responded lightly, never speaking.
When Feng Aotian saw that he closed his eyes and fell asleep, he got up and left the room.
She stepped up and went to Yaolu to take a look at Mu Hanjin. Seeing him sitting cross-legged, resisting the poison with her inner strength, her stubborn expression made her feel distressed, she turned around and left the Wind Clan.
Wufeng stood in the dark, watching her leave, he leaned weakly against the cold wall, raised his eyes, looked at the moonlight in the mirror, and walked slowly into the house.
When Feng Aotian returned to the side courtyard, Xing Wuyun and Meteor had just finished their dinner. He raised his eyes and watched her enter, but there was black blood on the corner of his mouth. In front of her, "Isn't there any wind? How did you get hurt?"
Feng Aotian looked at his anxious expression, smiled and said, "Master is poisoned."
Xing Wuyun quickly raised his hand, covered her forehead, and looked anxiously, "Poisoned? What should I do?"
Meteor stood on one side, looked at Xing Wuyun, and shook his head helplessly, "The Holy Master is invulnerable to all poisons."
Xing Wuyun was stunned for a moment and looked at Feng Aotian, "You..."
Feng Aotian held his hands and pouted the corners of his mouth, "Wipe it for the Lord."
Xing Wuyun looked at her helplessly, lowered her head, and wanted to kiss her, but Feng Aotian avoided her, "This is poisonous blood, you don't want to die."
Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, "Of course I want it, but now, the minister's hands are being held by the emperor, except for the mouth and the feet, which one does the emperor let the minister use?"
Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, "Okay, dare to make fun of you, let's see how you treat you."
Xing Wuyun clenched her hand, pulled her gently, and pulled her into his arms, lowered his head, looked at her, "However the emperor wants to clean up the ministers, the ministers are willing."
Feng Aotian's eyes flickered slightly, he took out a silk handkerchief from his arms and handed it to him, "Wipe it for my lord."
Xing Wuyun raised his hand and gently wiped the dried blood from the corner of her mouth, then lowered her head and kissed her lips.
At this moment, Meteor had already hid aside with the wine jar.
Wei Zimo just came back from the restaurant, and got the news early in the morning. Knowing that Wufeng was back, he stepped up and just entered the side courtyard, when he saw the two who were hugging and kissing each other. A smile flashed across his glamorous eyes. Intentionally, he turned around slowly and left the courtyard.
Xing Wuyun opened his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Your Majesty, was seen by that vinegar jar."
Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "Always get used to it."
Xing Wuyun hugged her, "His temper is too strong. If he is used to it, it will take some time. He seems to have something to hide from the minister."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "What's the matter?"
"If he doesn't say it, the minister naturally can't ask." Xing Wuyun said in a low voice.
Feng Aotian's eyes sank slightly, and his fingertips brushed his lips, "Go and have a look."
"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded and watched Feng Aotian leave.
Meteor came out immediately and stood beside Xing Wuyun, "How about drinking with me tonight?"
"Okay." Xing Wuyun replied with a smile, seeing his greedy appearance, he smiled and said, "Are you going to inherit my mantle?"
Meteor laughed loudly, "If you're willing to give it your all."
Xing Wuyun smiled casually, took the lead, walked to the table, Meteor sat opposite him, couldn't wait to open the seal, poured two glasses, and handed it to Xing Wuyun, "You can rest when you are drunk."
"You can't get drunk with wild fruit wine, not to mention, I can't pour a thousand cups." Xing Wuyun smiled, a pair of peach blossom eyes glowing with seductive rays of light, showing romance in every gesture, picked up the wine glass, raised his head casually, and took a sip. And do.
Meteor imitated his appearance, raised his head and drank, and said with a smile on his face, "Good wine."
"Not bad." Xing Wuyun also nodded.
The god dog was lying at the feet of Meteor, drooling non-stop, this stinky boy actually forgot about it.
Wei Zimo returned to the Floating Dream Palace with a sad expression, and when he entered the main hall, he saw Feng Aotian sitting on the soft couch earlier, sipping tea comfortably.
He raised his eyes, met her smiling face, stepped forward, sat beside her, picked up the tea she poured on the table, and drank it on his side.
Feng Aotian put down the teacup and stared at him in a strange way.
Wei Zimo was silent, letting her watch, he poured another glass and sipped it slowly.
Time passed slowly, and I don't know how long it took. I just felt a gust of cold wind blowing, lifting the hem of his veil. The dark red robe moved with the wind, and he exuded an aura of indifference and nobility, and he didn't move at all.
Feng Aotian felt the unfamiliarity she had never felt before, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, her figure flashed, and she pressed him under her body, her fingertips slid across his veil, and she was about to lift it.
Wei Zimo clenched her hand, "Don't forget, you promised me."
Feng Aotian lowered his head, bit his lips through the veil, slid his fingertips across his wrist, untied the jade buckle around his waist, and tore his bright red brocade robe, even violently. trousers…
Wei Zimo didn't struggle, he just let her act recklessly, he just looked at her coldly.
Feng Aotian looked at him coldly, with anger in his eyes, "What are you doing?"
Wei Zimo suddenly stretched his arms, turned over, took her into his arms, looked down at her, the bright red robes hung on his arms, and the cream-like skin was reflected in the candlelight, revealing a seductive luster. The blue silk slipped on his chest, swaying with all kinds of amorous feelings, he slowly lowered his head, kissed her lips through the veil, put his hands on both sides, but did not continue.
Feng Aotian could feel his suppressed emotions, she raised her hand, closed his brocade robe, put both hands around his waist, pulled him into her arms, and stroked his back lightly, "You have something to do Hidden from your father?"
Wei Zimo leaned in her arms, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "I gave you everything I have, what else can I hide?"
Feng Aotian met his eyes, "Don't lie to the Lord."
Wei Zimo got up from her arms, letting his clothes be half-open, which made people imagine endlessly. He got off the soft couch and walked to the inner hall.
Feng Aotian lay reclining on the soft couch, watching him enter the screen, the sound of water echoed in her ears, she narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she had noticed something strange.
After a while, he saw Wei Zimo walking out with blue silk scattered on his face, his face still covered with a veil, the blue silk was not dry, his enchanting and cold body, with every step he took, there was a slight breeze.
He stood in front of her, motionless, just looking at her quietly.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and held his cold fingertips. With a gentle tug, he fell into her arms. She hugged him and felt that his body was already cold as water. She evoked him wet and stuck behind her. The hair was dried with internal force and stroked lightly.
Wei Zimo leaned in her arms quietly, without any struggle, just like a puppet, letting her be...
Feng Aotian put the blanket over him and looked at him, "Feeling tired?"
"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded, "I'm so tired."
Feng Aotian hugged him tightly and said softly, "If you are tired, you will rest in your arms."
"Okay." Wei Zimo nodded. For the past few days, he had been feeling that something was wrong. It wasn't until yesterday that he found out what was wrong. However, he didn't want to tell her, so he left all the suffering alone. Bar.
At dawn the next day, when Feng Aotian woke up, Wei Zimo had already left. When she got up, she saw a piece of paper on the desk with two short words written on it, "Restaurant."
Feng Ao put down the soft couch, raised her eyes, and looked at the palace in front of her. His breath still remained. Her eyes sank, and she walked away from the Palace of Dreams. When she returned to the palace, Lan Jingshu was already in the palace. waiting.
She stepped forward, remembered that she had pushed him away like that yesterday, turned to leave, and felt a little guilt towards him in her heart.
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, his face as warm as jade, still hung with a faint soft light, he stepped forward and stood in front of her, "I see the emperor."
Feng Aotian smiled and took him into his arms, "Master will never push you away in the future."
Lan Jingshu leaned against her arms and said warmly, "Your Majesty, this minister understands."
Feng Aotian hugged him tightly and sniffed the faint fragrance on his body, which could make her feel the warm breath, and she felt that she had failed him too much.
Lan Jingshu didn't have the slightest complaint. He could understand her worries about Mu Hanjin yesterday. Although he didn't know what Mu Hanjin was suffering, he was able to make her show the worried look as yesterday. Seriously, he is much luckier than Mu Hanjin, isn't he
Feng Aotian took his hand, "Master will leave tomorrow, these days, you will have to work hard for the affairs of the court."
Lan Jingshu looked at her with a smile, "I will wait for the emperor to come back."
"It's good to have you by my side." Feng Aotian sighed sincerely.
Lan Jingshu listened quietly, but his heart felt warm.
Xing Wuyun and Meteor drank all night, but they were not drunk at all. Meteor smiled and looked at Xing Wuyun, "This wild fruit wine is really suitable for me."
Xing Wuyun got up, stretched his arms, and slowly left the courtyard.
Holding the wine jar like a Meteor Baby, he turned his eyes, looked at the figure of Xing Wuyun leaving, lowered his head, and met the fierce eyes of the god dog. He quickly shrank his head and ran away without a trace.
The divine dog snorted coldly, and then chased after him. The remaining half of the jar belonged to him.
Xing Wuyun went to the emperor's bedroom, and Feng Aotian was already dressed and ready to go to court.
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, just in time to meet Xing Wuyun's gaze, he smiled and said, "Where are you fighting?"
Xing Wuyun also said with a smile, "Partial courtyard."
Lan Jingshu replied with a smile, "Drinking?"
"No wine, no joy." Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows slightly, and then stood in front of Feng Aotian, "The emperor will stop at the meeting, but will he go to see Mu Hanjin?"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded.
"Then go to see Zi Mo." Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian and wanted to see something in her eyes.
Feng Aotian shook his head, meaning that he had not received any news.
Xing Wuyun smiled knowingly, the more so, the more it could explain that Wei Zimo was hiding something very big.
Feng Aotian took Lan Jingshu's hand out of the Emperor's Bedroom Palace and went straight to the Golden Palace.
Lan Jingshu looked at Feng Aotian, "Your Majesty, do you have something on your mind?"
Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "In these days when Master is away, go and see Wei Zimo when you have time."
Lan Jingshu nodded and replied, although he is not familiar with Wei Zimo, but it is unusual to be able to make the emperor so worried, "Yes."
Meteor rushed into the emperor's bedroom panting, and quickly hid behind Xing Wuyun, poked his head, and saw that the dog had fallen in front of him.
Xing Wuyun lowered his head and looked at the meteor, "Did you mess with it?"
"It's going to grab my baby." Meteor said, holding the wine jar in his arms.
Xing Wuyun's body flashed, and he easily avoided, "No wind is still there, you can let him make it for you again."
Meteor looked at the god dog with a fierce look in his eyes. He smacked the corners of his mouth and looked at the wine jar in his arms. After struggling for a long time, he closed his eyes and put the wine jar on the ground, "Take it. Bar."
Of course, the god dog was not polite, and he swaggered out with the wine jar in his mouth.
Meteor raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Where are you going?"
"Go to the restaurant." Xing Wuyun walked into the inner hall and washed up unhurriedly.
Meteor leaned to one side, "Then I'll go to Wind Clan later."
"Go." Xing Wuyun replied lightly.
Feng Ao went to the Wind Clan with Meteor.
Wufeng was already in the medicine hut and was administering needles to Mu Hanjin. She stepped forward and sat beside the two of them, looking at Mu Hanjin's handsome face that was black, even her arms were black.
She looked at Wufeng again, he pursed his lips tightly, put his palms on Mu Hanjin's shoulders, and was exercising.
Meteor stuck his head out, glanced secretly, and then obediently backed out.
After a long time, Wufeng put away his inner strength, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Fortunately, the poison gas was sealed outside my heart, everything can only depend on his perseverance."
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, his eyes condensed, "He will hold on."
Wufeng got up and felt a little dizzy. Today, he has lost too much of his internal strength. When Feng Aotian saw this, he quickly got up and supported him, "Go to take a break."
"Yeah." Wufeng nodded, leaning against her arms and walking out slowly.
Feng Aotian spread out his palm, and it seemed that the poison had dissipated, so he felt relieved and helped him sit down in the courtyard.
Meteor has come over, looking at Wufeng's expression, "When will you make wild fruit wine again?"
Wufeng glanced sideways, looking at his longing eyes, "Is that jar finished?"
"Don't mention it." Meteor felt heartbroken when he thought of this.
Wufeng raised his eyes, and saw the god dog walking slowly, he smiled lightly, "I'll give it to you when I go back."
"Okay." Meteor replied with a smile, swept away the previous haze, and looked at Wufeng with dog-legged eyes.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Wufeng, "Can you have breakfast?"
"Yeah." Wu Feng replied.
Feng Aotian looked at the sky, "If you need anything, just tell Qingfeng."
"Are you going to leave tomorrow?" Wufeng raised his eyes, looked at her and asked.
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "The wedding day is coming."
Wufeng's eyes flickered slightly, and he whispered, "I really envy others."
Meteor hurriedly said flatteringly, "What is there to envy, I'm afraid that it will be a fright at that time."
Wu Feng smiled indifferently, "How can it be a shock when the beauty is in her arms? I'm afraid it's too late to rejoice."
"That's because Ye Meixi still doesn't know the identity of the Holy Master. If he knew, he would definitely be scared to death according to his temperament." Meteor said smoothly.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and hit Meteor on the head, "It seems that you don't want to stay here anymore."
Meteor smiled, "Holy Lord, what are you talking about?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, "This time I will go to Wu Yueguo, and I will go with you."
"What?" Meteor said sharply.
"Didn't you always want to go out?" Feng Aotian looked at the reluctance on Meteor's face and said solemnly.
Knowing that his reaction was too big, Meteor raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian with an embarrassed expression, "That's because it was too boring before. Now, with Wufeng and Xing Wuyun, naturally it won't be boring."
"You are worried that after you go out, there will be no wild fruit wine to drink when you come back." Feng Aotian's words punctuated Meteor's careful thoughts.
Meteor raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, hurriedly hugged his thigh, and shouted, "Holy Master, you really know Meteor."
Feng Aotian pushed him away, "If the wild fruit wine is to be brewed again, it will take time. Maybe when you come back, it will just be unsealed."
"Hehe, that's also." Meteor replied with a smile.
Wufeng looked at Meteor, "Well, I'm waiting for you to come back and unpack."
"Okay." Meteor replied with a smile, then turned around and looked at the god dog with a longing look on his face. He snorted coldly and squatted in front of the god dog, "No part of you."
The divine dog roared viciously, looked at the meteor, and was about to pounce on it.
Meteor looked at it and said quickly, "Aren't you not good at biting people?"
The divine dog snorted coldly, "The rabbit still bites in a hurry, not to mention I am a divine dog."
Meteor jumped up and ran away.
The divine dog flashed and chased out.
Feng Aotian looked at Meteor and Divine Dog with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's really a pair of living treasures."
Wufeng just smiled faintly, looked at her, and said nothing.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "If you can't hold it, let Wuyun help you."
Wu Feng looked at her and smiled, "How do you know I can't hold it?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, lowered his head, and looked at his hands on the stone table casually. His fingertips were white, and he was dressed in a snow-white brocade robe.
Wufeng met her sizing eyes and chuckled, "Why are you looking at me like this?"
Feng Aotian put his hands on his chin and clicked his tongue twice, "How did you live in the past?"
Wufeng raised his hand, poured two cups of tea, and handed it to her, "Are you interested in me?"
Feng Aotian picked up the cup and sipped lightly, "As long as you are curious about you, Lord, can't you be curious about you?"
Wufeng put down the teacup, took out the silk handkerchief, took her hand over, carefully wiped the coolness of her palm, raised her eyes, looked at her, "Yes."
Feng Aotian put away his hands and looked at him with a smile, "It does make some sense."
"It's good if it's interesting." Wufeng put away the silk handkerchief and continued to drink tea indifferently.
The two didn't say any more, and Feng Aotian stayed with him until after noon, when he saw Meteor walk in with a dismal face.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "Have you been taught a lesson?"
Meteor raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian aggrievedly, "Holy Master, it bit Meteor's butt."
"It's not the first time to bite, there is nothing to be wronged." Feng Aotian said sarcastically from the side.
Meteor raised his eyes and glared at Feng Aotian, "Then the Holy Master also let him have a bite to try?"
"Does it dare to bite?" Feng Aotian said solemnly.
Meteor quickly shut his mouth and muttered, "Don't dare."
"Okay, let's go wash up and have lunch." Feng Aotian patted his little head and laughed softly.
Meteor knew that he could not find comfort in Feng Aotian, so he could only silently bow his head and walk to the side.
The god dog walked in calmly, lying quietly beside Feng Aotian, without saying a word.
Feng Aotian accompanied Wu Feng for lunch and left the Wind Clan.
As soon as he entered the emperor's bedroom, his soul fell to the side.
"Master, those three cities are also deadlocked." Soul said aside.
"It's okay, let Ah Jiu, Qianye, and Mu Han bluff, and wait for the master to handle everything in person." Feng Aotian said solemnly.
"Yes." Hun replied, and then said, "Master, Master Gu has successfully reached the capital of Caiguo, but he was hit by an arrow that day, and his body is not yet recovered."
"It's just an injury to the arm, and the arrow is not poisonous, how could it be like this?" Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "Could it be..."
"It seems that the left minister has already started." Soul replied in a low voice.
"Send someone to protect his safety secretly." Feng Aotian said sternly, "In the past few days, let Xiner approach Ye Feng, and ask Zuo Xiang to place Xiner beside him as soon as possible."
"Yes." Soul bowed his head and replied.
"How is Wu Yueguo?" Feng Aotian continued to ask.
"It's ready, you can only go, Master." Soul replied in a low voice.
Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "He certainly can't wait."
Soul immediately responded, "Concubine Ye Shi really looks through the autumn water these days."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and glanced at Soul, "When did you become so eloquent?"
Soul hurriedly bowed and said, "This subordinate knows it's wrong."
Feng Aotian waved his hand and said, "Xia Luoyan has not returned to Bei Liguo, it seems that she is still in Wuyue Kingdom."
"Why didn't the master solve her?" He asked in a puzzled way.
Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, "Now is not the time."
Lan Jingshu came back from the Duchayuan, and as soon as he stepped into the emperor's bedroom, he saw that Feng Aotian was exuding cold air, and he immediately stepped up and walked to her side.
Feng Aotian put away the chill, and retreated with his head bowed.
Lan Jingshu sat beside her, raised his hand and rubbed her shoulders lightly, "Your Majesty, what's the problem?"
"It's okay." Feng Aotian took him into his arms and pecked the corner of his lips, "I'll be with you tonight."
Lan Jing replied softly with a reddish color, "Yes."
Feng Aotian raised his hand and touched his nose, "Aren't you afraid that the Lord will eat you?"
Lan Jingshu hooked her neck and said with a small smile, "I can't ask for it."
Feng Aotian lowered his head, kissed his lips, and sucked gently.
"Cough cough!" With a cold cough, he saw Xing Wuyun leaning against the door of the hall, looking at the two people in the hall, "It seems that the minister came at the wrong time."
Feng Aotian still took Lan Jingshu into his arms, raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Where's Zi Mo?"
"He's still busy in the restaurant." Xing Wuyun took a step forward, without any embarrassment, sitting next to her, "The emperor just goes to the wedding, and the minister will find out what he is hiding from the minister."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, he could naturally hear the jealousy in his words, and said with a small smile, "Master is going to have a big wedding, and that bridal chamber flower candle night..."
Xing Wuyun listened to Feng Aotian's words, with a small smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of peach blossoms, and his beautiful face was even more romantic.
Feng Aotian met his gaze and laughed softly, "Why, do you want to go to the ceremony?"
Xing Wuyun got up slowly, and then leaned on the soft couch, "Emperor, please stimulate the minister."
Feng Aotian turned her eyes to the side, looking at him who seemed to be lazy and comfortable, but the anger that disappeared between her brows clearly revealed his emotions at the moment, she laughed again, and took Lan Jingshu's hand to stand up.
Xing Wuyun's eyes followed her figure, and it was inevitable that he turned sideways a little irritably, ignoring her.
Cai Guo, Gu Yefeng leaned on the carriage and coughed uncontrollably. Listening to the noise outside the capital, he did not know why Zuo Xiang would so blatantly let him enter the capital
Zuo Prime Minister's cronie named Zhang Kui, who appears to be reckless, is actually very thoughtful. Along the way, he has been observing Gu Yefeng secretly, and he really has a plan in his heart.
When the carriage came to a quiet street, Gu Yefeng still closed his eyes and listened to the movements on both sides. He knew that now that he had left Feng Aotian's shelter, he could only rely on himself.
The carriage slowly stopped, Li Kui lifted the curtain of the car, smiled honestly, "Little Prince, here we are."
Gu Yefeng opened his eyes, coughed a few times, nodded slightly, and with the help of his men, got off the carriage and sat in a wheelchair.
He raised his eyes and looked at the mansion in front of him. It was not the Zuoxiang Mansion, but a secluded mansion. He was pushed in. It seemed impermanent outside, but there were secret experts guarding him. Although he didn't know martial arts, he could still Guess one or two.
Li Kui led the way, while someone behind him was pushing a wheelchair. He raised his hand, covered the corner of his mouth with a silk handkerchief, lowered his head slightly and coughed lightly, but in fact looked around.
In the house, there are guards guarding everywhere. When they see him, they don't show any respect. Instead, they hold their heads high and look straight ahead without squinting. Obviously, these people have undergone strict training.
When I walked to the front hall, I saw an elder standing outside the hall. When I saw him, I walked up excitedly and burst into tears, "Old minister welcomes the little prince."
Gu Yefeng looked at him with a warm smile. He remembered that in the secret letter sent to him by the emperor, he wrote about the origin and temperament of this person. This person is definitely an old fox with great ambition.
"You don't need to be more polite." Gu Yefeng replied calmly.
Zuo Lian hurriedly wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, and greeted him with a smile, "Little Prince, this is a house specially prepared for you by the old minister. It may arouse suspicion from others, so I have to feel sorry for the little prince to live here for a while."
"It's okay." Gu Yefeng replied lightly, "In the future, this prince will have to rely more on the left minister."
"The little prince is really an old minister." Zuo Lian said hurriedly and tremblingly, very respectfully.
Gu Yefeng stopped talking, but nodded slightly, and was pushed into the front hall.
Then he saw a woman in an emerald green dress walking in gracefully, with a thousand amorous feelings between her brows and eyes, Gu Yefeng recognized who she was at a glance, forced himself to raise his eyes, and his eyes were smooth. Staring awkwardly.
Xiner raised her eyes, met the eyes Gu Yefeng looked at, and lowered her eyes shyly, holding a tea cup in her hand, standing by Gu Yefeng's side, filled with tea, and retreated behind Zuo Xiang.
When Zuo Xiang saw Gu Yefeng's expression, his old eyes flashed, he stroked his beard and smiled, "Xin'er, I haven't seen the little prince."
"Yes." Xiner replied obediently, with light steps, standing in front of Gu Yefeng with a blissful body, "Xiner has seen the little prince."
Gu Yefeng imagined the woman in front of him as Feng Aotian, stared straight at him, and did not speak for a long time.
Zuo Xiang converged on the calculation in his eyes, and immediately understood, and then whispered, "Little Prince?"
Gu Yefeng slowly retracted his gaze and responded quickly, "Who is this girl?"
"It's the old minister's daughter." Zuo Xiang replied with a smile.
"Oh." Gu Yefeng took a peek at Xin'er again, and then said, "I didn't expect the left minister to have such a beautiful daughter."
When Zuo Xiang heard this, he laughed again, "The little prince is wrong."
"This prince has never told lies." Gu Yefeng put down the teacup and said sternly.
Seeing him like this, Zuo Xiang strengthened his plans and replied quickly, "The little prince can live here with peace of mind, and Xiner will take care of her daily life these days."
Gu Yefeng hurriedly showed a much-needed smile, "Then there will be labor orders."
Zuo Lian hurriedly echoed with a smile, "This is the blessing of Xin Er."
Immediately, he gave Xiner a wink, Xiner hurriedly stepped forward, slightly blessed, "Xiner will definitely take good care of the little prince."
"Okay, okay." Gu Yefeng replied with a smile, and he was even more relieved, thinking that he was so troubled at the beginning, and in the future, I am afraid that he must be more careful. It was taught to him that he practiced all night before he practiced well, but fortunately he didn't get caught.
Xin Er stood obediently on one side, and when Zuo Xiang saw this, she retired because she was busy with business.
That night, Xiner stayed in Gu Yefeng's room.
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at Xin'er sleeping on the soft couch, but he was not at all sleepy.
Xiner heard someone approaching from outside, she quickly dodged and landed on the side of the bed, looking at Gu Yefeng who was sleeping on the inside, then she lowered the curtains, then hid to one side, shook the bed, and shouted coquettishly, "Little Shizi. … um… don’t…”
Gu Yefeng was lying on the inside, watching Xiner standing beside the bed keep shaking the curtains and stepping on the bed, he was stunned, thinking that the women under the emperor are really sturdy.
After the figure left, Xiner stopped panting, turned around, and stared at Gu Yefeng with wide eyes, looking at her in astonishment.
Xiner coughed dryly and smiled, "Don't take offense, Master Gu."
Gu Yefeng looked back, turned his head quickly, but touched the wound and couldn't help but let out a low cry.
Xiner hurriedly took out a silk handkerchief from her arms, put it on his wrist, felt the pulse, her eyes turned cold, "Master Gu, have you been poisoned?"
Gu Yefeng was stunned for a moment, but he was not stupid, and then said, "They just want to control me."
"It's okay, fortunately this poison slave servant can solve it." Xiner was relieved, then turned around, walked to the soft couch, took off her own clothes, and flew away.
Gu Yefeng watched her leave, lowered his head, and looked at the arm in his hand. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. As long as he could help her, this injury was nothing.
After a while, Xiner fell to the ground, and then stepped forward, holding a porcelain bottle in her hand, she poured out a pill and handed it to him, "Master Gu, take this pill to detoxify, and it will not let them find out. ."
"Okay." Gu Yefeng took the pill, and after swallowing it, he saw Xiner took out another sachet and handed it to him, "This is what the master asked the servant to give to you, it seems to be fine with the ordinary sachet, but It has the purpose of avoiding poison, and if someone else asks, Master Gu will say, this is a gift from slaves to you."
"Yeah." Gu Yefeng took the sachet and looked at the bamboo leaf embroidered on it. He smiled and put it in his heart, as if he could feel her breath.
Xiner slowly stepped back and lay down on the soft couch again.
Gu Yefeng held the sachet tightly and fell asleep with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Early the next morning, Xiner got up, walked to the bed, took out a silk handkerchief, cut her hand, and blood dripped on the brocade, she immediately messed up the bed, and then lay on her side. On one side, he whispered, "Master Gu is going to be wronged."
Gu Yefeng was already awakened, looking at Xin'er with his back to him, then he heard the door opened and a woman came in.
Xiner sat up sleepily and saw the curtain lifted. She raised her eyes to look at the person who came, and shyly covered her body with the quilt, sideways, and glanced at Gu Yefeng.
Gu Yefeng quickly piled up a smile, then sat up, his uniform was half-open, he took advantage of the situation to untie it, and it was the reality that he had to do in the show.