Wufeng raised her palm, wrote a word on it, looked up at him, "Do you understand?"
"That's true." Feng Aotian looked at him with a slight smile, "When are you going to leave?"
"Looks like you've figured it out early in the morning." Wufeng's mouth twitched, and he smiled sadly.
Feng Aotian clenched his hand, "You already have a plan, do you need me?"
"It turns out that you know me so well." Wufeng's indifferent eyes moved slightly, then slowly approached, bowed his head and kissed her lips.
Feng Aotian knew that even so, he still felt unhappy in his heart, but she also knew that he would adjust slowly by himself, and he didn't need her.
Feng Aotian walked out of the room holding Wufeng's hand, and saw Mu Hanjin lying quietly on the reclining chair, with his eyes slightly closed, his expression was calm, still as elegant as water, the sun was shining, and there seemed to be a soft streak. The light covered his whole body, making him seem so tranquil.
She took a step forward, sat on the stone bench beside the reclining chair, held his hand gently, turned to look at Wufeng, "He must be exhausted these days."
Wufeng looked at the pity in her eyes and smiled lightly, "Of course it is."
Feng Aotian bent down slightly, picked him up from the reclining chair, looked at Wufeng, "Don't think wildly."
Wufeng laughed softly, "This is the end of the matter, and I can't allow me to think about it."
Feng Aotian's eyes narrowed slightly, he hugged Mu Hanjin and flew away from the courtyard.
Wufeng watched her leave and sighed helplessly. Isn't the gentleness just now a step closer than the indifference before? But why does his heart still hurt
Feng Aotian brought Mu Hanjin back to the Emperor's Bedroom, and placed him carefully on the dragon couch. Just as he was about to get up, he met Mu Hanjin's open eyes, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, like a jade. With a faint soft light on his face, he whispered, "Your Majesty."
Feng Aotian lowered his head and kissed his lips, biting gently, and his hands unconsciously untied his robes.
"It seems that the minister came at the wrong time." Xing Wuyun leaned against the door again and looked at the situation of the inner hall. This was the second time he had encountered it.
Feng Aotian twitched the corners of his mouth and looked up at him, "You really didn't come at the right time."
"The emperor continues, and the minister will retire." Xing Wuyun stood up slowly, turned and walked out.
Feng Aotian was spoiled, seeing that Mu Hanjin's cheeks were pink, he didn't know if it was because he was shy when he bumped into something good, or because he was just in love, he slowly sat up, dressed himself, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty Go see him."
"Well." Feng Aotian coughed a few times, turned around, and quickly walked out of the inner hall. After leaving the emperor's bedroom, he saw Xing Wuyun standing alone outside the hall, as if he knew that she would definitely come out.
She walked unhurriedly to his side and pressed her shoulders against him, "How is Zimo?"
"The emperor can still think of him?" Xing Wuyun said in words.
Feng Aotian raised his hand, wrapped his arms around his waist, and leaned on his shoulder, "You are very jealous today."
Xing Wuyun raised his hand to wrap her shoulders and let her lean in his arms, "I care too much, I don't think I am myself when I say it."
Feng Aotian laughed softly, "Master should be happy."
Xing Wuyun looked at her sideways, "Then don't I want to be jealous all the time, doesn't the emperor want to be happy every time?"
Feng Aotian looked at him and nodded softly, "So good."
"It's beautiful." Xing Wuyun pressed her forehead, his eyes met, the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, and he whispered, "I can't leave you more and more."
"Then it will be entangled for the rest of your life." Feng Aotian leaned in and kissed his lips.
Xing Wuyun smiled lightly and bit her, hugged her tightly, hugging her like this, he felt that he was nostalgic.
Mu Hanjin stood at the door of the main hall, looking at the two in front of him, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he smiled softly, "Now it's not the time for the minister to come."
Feng Aotian had a headache and looked sideways at Mu Hanjin, "I'll let Grandpa kiss him."
Mu Hanjin let out a low laugh, then walked up to her, "Will the emperor not visit Wei Zimo?"
"Let's go now." Feng Aotian saw the sadness in Xing Wuyun's eyes just now. It seems that he went there in person, but with little success.
Xing Wuyun looked sideways at Mu Hanjin, "You understand."
Mu Hanjin smiled, "I just know what the emperor is thinking."
"Go, he's not good, very bad." Xing Wuyun remembered the situation when he went to see him just now, hid himself in the dark, didn't want to see anyone, and even turned him away. In such a situation, let him Thinking of Wei Zimo as a child, when he first saw Wei Zimo, he was so lonely and cautiously hiding in the corner.
Feng Aotian knew that even Xing Wuyun said it was not good, then he was really bad, and it was very bad, she tapped her toes and flew away to the Floating Dream Palace.
Mu Hanjin watched Feng Aotian leave, and then looked at Xing Wuyun, "In ten days, I will leave, or I can come back alive, or..."
Xing Wuyun looked at him, "Didn't you say that she is your life?"
"Well." Mu Hanjin said quietly, "It's more important than life."
"Then you're still willing?" Xing Wuyun picked up the folding fan around his waist, unfolded it gently, and looked at him with a romantic smile, "Mu Hanjin, now that you've come this far, do you still think about it because of that back? For a while, and let everything you do before go to waste?"
Mu Hanjin laughed softly, "It seems that I'm a fan of the authorities."
"You just care about her too much, and you are more afraid of losing." Xing Wuyun whispered, "Why don't I? I have died once, and I naturally know the pain of this kind of separation, so now I want to seize it properly. , Even if I know that there is more than one me by her side, I still want to protect her by my side."
Mu Hanjin raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "In this way, I've been worrying too much."
"That's natural." Xing Wuyun looked at Mu Hanjin, "Anyway, she will definitely not come to you and me tonight, so you can accompany me to drink a few more glasses."
"Are you afraid of being lonely tonight?" Mu Hanjin naturally knew what the pain of consolation was.
Xing Wuyun put away the folding fan, held it in a romantic way, smiled freely and unrestrainedly, and patted Mu Hanjin on the shoulder, "You really understand me."
Mu Hanjin shook his head and sighed, "They are all people in the same way."
The two smiled at each other, turned around, and entered the emperor's bedroom together.
Feng Aotian flew into the Floating Dream Palace, and regardless of what he promised him at the time, she stepped into the bedroom. There was no light in the entire hall. She frowned, and then took a few steps into the inner hall. Wei Zimo, who was curled up in the corner, was so lonely and helpless. Her heart ached. She knew that it was not easy for a once proud person to endure such pain now.
She stepped forward slowly and stood in front of him, Wei Zimo stepped back in fear, but there was no way back.
Feng Aotian squatted and looked at him, still wearing a veil on his face, wrapped in airtight, he pursed his lips tightly, as if thinking of something, Feng Aotian knew that this was the poison It can corrode his weaknesses, and now Wei Zimo has reached the deepest level, he must hold on.
"Don't be afraid, there is a master here." Feng Aotian raised his hand, wanting to take him into his arms.
"No." Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian in front of him, his face full of horror, and he shook his head desperately.
Feng Aotian stepped forward and grabbed his arm, imprisoned him in his arms with force, tapped his acupuncture point, held him up, walked slowly to the bed, laid him flat, and looked down at him was staring at her in horror.
She stroked his face and said softly, "Do you know who I am?"
Wei Zimo seemed a little confused, he nodded slightly, then shook his head suddenly, and then whispered, "Who are you?"
Feng Aotian lowered his head and kissed his lips, biting gently, but his hands did not untie his shirt. She knew that if she saw the scars on his body, he would definitely go crazy.
Wei Zimo wanted to struggle, but the acupuncture point was blocked, and he couldn't break free, so he could only stare desperately.
I don't know how long it took, he gradually calmed down, his eyes recovered a little bit of clarity, and even his breathing became much calmer.
Feng Aotian left his lips and whispered, "Can you recognize it now?"
Wei Zimo looked at her at a loss, and whispered, "Didn't you say you're not allowed to come again?"
Knowing that he had regained consciousness, Feng Aotian breathed a sigh of relief and untied his acupuncture points. Wei Zimo had consumed too much energy, and now, he couldn't get up, let alone push her away.
Feng Aotian got on the bed, took him into his arms, and stroked his blue silk, "If you don't come, will you let you lose your mind?"
Wei Zimo laughed softly, "How did you know I would lose my mind?"
"Is there anything in this world that Grandpa doesn't know about?" Feng Aotian said coldly, "What did you think of just now?"
"I think of the concubine, the palace, and the old man." Wei Zimo said in a low voice, as if recalling the past.
Feng Aotian hugged him tightly, and sighed leisurely, "I didn't even think of you."
Wei Zimo looked up at her, "You've always been in your heart."
"Don't worry, I just want to hold you like this." Feng Aotian knew Wei Zimo's concerns, she whispered.
Wei Zimo looked at her, "I haven't showered for several days."
She knew that since he had scabs on his body, he could no longer touch the water, but she didn't care, "what's the harm?"
Wei Zimo sneered, "I can't stand it myself."
"You, it's time to cure this love of cleanliness." Feng Aotian couldn't help saying.
"You despise me?" Wei Zimo asked sensitively.
Feng Aotian chuckled softly, "Then do you despise Master?"
"What do I despise you for?" Wei Zimo asked dissatisfied.
Feng Aotian lowered his head and gently kissed the corner of his lips, "You are not the only one by your side."
Wei Zimo looked up at her, his eyes narrowed, "Are you questioning my heart for you?"
Feng Aotian let out a low laugh, "Then why are you just now?"
Wei Zimo was speechless when asked. These days, he was tortured by his body. Every day, every night, every moment, he was thinking of her. Only by thinking of her can he relieve this painful pain. His heart was contradictory. He didn't want her to see such an ugly side of herself, but he also hoped that she could always be by his side.
He sometimes thinks that he is really crazy to torture himself like this. If it were the past, he would definitely walk clean and never see her again. Now, when he thinks of leaving her, he is full of heart. The reluctance to part, he thought, probably because he loved her miserably.
Feng Aotian hugged him tightly and said softly, "You are not allowed to go anywhere if you are with me."
Wei Zimo was slightly startled, looked up at her, "You know what I'm thinking."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "That's natural, Master can read minds."
Wei Zimo leaned quietly in her arms, "How are you doing these days?"
"Okay." Feng Aotian replied in a low voice.
Wei Zimo snorted coldly, "I know you like the new and hate the old, and if they are with you, you will leave me behind."
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "Are you mad at the master, or are you mad at yourself?"
"I'm angry with myself." Wei Zimo said coldly, "It's just that he was poisoned, making himself not like a person, and a ghost like a ghost."
Feng Aotian hugged him tightly and kissed his forehead, "With the Lord by your side, don't be afraid."
Wei Zimo looked sideways at her face, which became more and more bright and moving, and said in a low voice, "Who did you have sex with last night?"
Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and he looked down at him, "You are very awake now."
"Men are the most sensitive to this kind of thing." Wei Zimo said coldly, sniffing her body lightly, "It's really a lot of smells."
Feng Aotian chuckled softly, "Is that yours?"
"Yes." Wei Zimo whispered, "It smells bad."
Feng Aotian lightly pecked at the corner of his lips, "Master, it smells delicious."
"Nonsense." Wei Zimo's brows and eyes moved slightly, compared to the dejected appearance just now, he is better now.
Feng Aotian had been with Wei Zimo, guarding him all night before leaving.
Thinking that she promised to accompany Hanyao last night, she thought that she had already reached the Emperor's bedroom, and everyone was already standing in the hall.
Feng Aotian looked up at them, "Did you sleep well last night?"
"Very good." The crowd responded.
Only Xing Wuyun was lying on the soft couch, looking at her sideways, "How well did the emperor sleep last night?"
Feng Aotian looked at him sideways, "Very good."
"That's natural, the beauty is on the side, can you?" Xing Wuyun continued to tease her.
Feng Aotian twitched the corner of his mouth, then slowly stepped forward and sat beside him, "Smell of alcohol, didn't you sleep last night?"
"It's hard to sleep alone, it's better to have a good time drinking." Xing Wuyun's peach eyes were slightly curved, and he couldn't tell the charm.
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and when he turned his eyes, he saw Mu Hanjin looking at her gently, she smiled and said, "Are you with him?"
"Yeah." Mu Hanjin replied unabashedly, "I can't sleep alone too."
Feng Aotian couldn't help but sighed, "Then let's continue tonight, I won't stop you."
"It seems that the emperor has a good place to go tonight." Xing Wuyun said quietly.
Feng Aotian raised his foot and kicked Xing Wuyun's leg, "Go aside."
Xing Wuyun said in a low voice, "This minister is not just staying on the side, not hindering the emperor."
Feng Aotian glared at him fiercely, then looked up to see Leng Qianye looking at her meaningfully, she coughed dryly, and said with a smile, "Fu Zhuo and Peihan should be arriving soon."
"The tenth day." Leng Qianye replied in a low voice, then he sat aside, poured water, took a sip, and handed it to Feng Aotian.
Feng Aotian licked the corner of his lips involuntarily, took the tea cup in his hand, drank it, and then stuffed it to him, "One more cup."
"Here." Xing Wuyun hurriedly handed her a poured teacup.
Feng Aotian was stunned for a moment, seeing that he understood that he was not looking for trouble, she savagely gouged him out again, but still took the teacup he handed over and took a sip.
Then she saw that Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanyao had also poured tea and handed them to her. The corner of her mouth twitched, and she finally understood what it means to be unforgettable.
She took them one by one, drank all the tea, and then walked out holding Mu Hanyao's hand.
Xing Wuyun looked sideways at Leng Qianye staring blankly, and he chuckled, "Why did the emperor take Brother Han Yao out?"
Leng Qianye withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Xing Wuyun, "It seems that some people decided to break the can and don't plan to put it back."
Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin glanced at each other. Both of them were very small-minded people. On the surface, the more generous they seemed, the more they took it seriously.
The two of them went to the study with interest. Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin sat cross-legged. He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "With you here for the past few days, helping me review the memorial, I feel a lot more relaxed."
"I have a few days left before I leave." Mu Hanjin picked up the imperial pen, flipped through the memorial, looked at Lan Jingshu, and said warmly.
"When will you be back?" Lan Jingshu couldn't help asking, knowing that he wouldn't stay too long.
"Next time I come back, I won't leave again." Mu Hanjin replied with a slight smile.
"That's good, the emperor can't do without you here." Lan Jingshu replied with a smile.
Mu Hanjin raised his eyes and looked at him, "The emperor can't leave you alone. If you leave, who will handle the memorial?"
Lan Jingshu chuckled, "Yeah, the emperor really can't live without me."
The tone of his words seemed to be self-comforting.
However, Mu Hanjin knew that just like people drink water and know how warm and cold they are, the emperor treats them the same. However, many times, they will still show selfishness, be greedy, and want more.
Leng Qianye looked up at Xing Wuyun, "What else do you want to say, just say it."
Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows, looked at Leng Qianye and clicked his tongue twice, "It seems that you are also broken, and you don't plan to put it back."
"Extremely true." Leng Qianye raised his hand and pushed the teacup in his hand towards him.
Xing Wuyun took it casually, and then said, "Is this the cup that the emperor drank?"
Leng Qianye sneered, "Now Hou Xiaoyao is not chasing after you, just because I haven't been active in the past few days, why don't I try to fight with you."
When Xing Wuyun heard it, he hooked his lips and smiled, "Then I will be disrespectful."
When the two were talking, it was already a flash of lightning. In a flash, the two flew out of the emperor's bedroom. On a normal day, they would see a bright red and a goose-yellow figure in the air. It became a touch of lavender and a touch of goose yellow, but it was also a spectacle.
Mu Hanjin listened to the sound of fighting outside, "The two of them have been in a bad mood for the past two days. It's okay to fight, so they should vent."
"Yes." Lan Jingshu replied with a smile.
The two no longer said anything, but quietly reviewed the memorial.
Feng Aotian walked slowly with Mu Hanyao, and then said, "How about we go back to Mu Mansion and have a meeting in your courtyard?"
Mu Hanyao nodded lightly, "The emperor now thinks of his ministers?"
Feng Aotian turned his eyes, thinking about who would be jealous, even if Mu Hanyao was jealous, he would not say it, but today...
She raised her eyebrows and said with a light smile, "Why did you only think of it today?"
"I have only been alone with the emperor these days since I came back. If I hadn't looked at the emperor now, I would have thought that the emperor would have forgotten about him." Mu Hanyao's voice was low, with a man's unique magnetism, and it sounded icy cold. Cool, very tempting.
Feng Aotian smiled and said, "Oh, so ice cubes are also jealous."
Mu Hanyao looked at her with a gloomy face, and pulled away a shallow smile, "Then how is the emperor going to compensate the minister?"
Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, who said he was dumb, who said he wouldn't care? Look, isn't this already plotting against her
"Then how do you want Master to compensate you?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows slightly, took a step forward slowly, approached him, raised his head slightly, the corners of his lips slid over his lips, his tone was very ambiguous.
Mu Hanyao's eyes moved slightly, and he lowered his head and kissed her lips domineeringly, with great force, and bumped into Feng Aotian's chin several times, she helplessly chuckled, this fool.
After Mu Hanyao kissed her, he held her hand, "Today, the emperor only belongs to the minister, and only stays by the minister's side."
"Are you trying to kidnap the master?" Feng Aotian followed him and walked forward, deliberately keeping a distance, and swaying erratically.
Mu Hanyao said in a deep voice, "It would be better if it could be hidden."
"This method is excellent." Feng Aotian nodded in agreement.
Seeing that she was walking slowly on purpose, Mu Hanyao slammed into his sturdy arms as soon as she pushed her arms hard. He hugged her and flew away from the palace.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at his stern face, and said with a small smile, "Master, take a break."
"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded.
Feng Aotian slowly closed his eyes, there was a slight cool breeze in his ears, and his strong heartbeat, his strong arms embraced her, making her feel more secure.
After half an hour, Mu Hanyao flew down, he carried her and continued to walk forward, Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at the unfamiliar place in front of her, how could she not know that there are such good places in the capital.
Mu Hanyao carried her up the mountain slowly, and then put her down. There was a large piece of grass in front of him. This was a high mountain suspended in the air. On the opposite side was the endless green hills, and behind it was a waterfall. is a good place.
Feng Aotian thought that it was already late autumn, and it would be winter in a few days. This place is still like spring all year round. She turned to look at Mu Hanyao, "How can you not know that there is such a good place in the capital?"
"This is also what I found by chance." Mu Hanyao took her hand and walked slowly to the right. There is also a thatched cottage here. However, although the layout is simple, it is fully equipped and cleaned. very clean.
She looked up at him, "You come here often?"
"Once." Mu Hanyao led her inside and whispered.
"With whom?" Feng Aotian looked at him with his eyes narrowed as he saw that the tableware and chopsticks in the cupboard were double.
Mu Hanyao raised his eyes to look at her, "Naturally it's one person, but now it's two people."
Feng Aotian snorted coldly and pointed at the cabinet, "What's the explanation for this?"
"The minister bought it yesterday." Mu Hanyao looked at her and whispered, "The emperor is jealous."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then looked at the bowls and chopsticks, they were really new, then looked at him, "You brought Master here on purpose, are you thinking..."
Mu Hanyao listened to the imprudence in Feng Aotian's words, and said solemnly, "If the emperor wants, the minister will naturally."
Feng Aotian coughed dryly, thinking that she should save some energy. After all, it will be the eighth day in four days. She has to help Wei Zimo get through this stage first, and then she will eat them one by one. .
Mu Hanyao could see the slyness flashing in Feng Aotian's eyes, he quickly stepped up and stepped out of the thatched cottage.
Feng Aotian leaned to one side and looked at his tall and straight back, then stepped forward, hugged him behind him, and pressed his cheek against his thick back, "After a few days this time, you will have to leave again. It's time."
"The emperor has already made plans." Mu Hanyao whispered.
"Yeah." Feng Aotian replied softly, "Everything is already in preparation, and his place is just about to move. Master can't let him take the lead."
"I understand." Mu Hanyao knew that he couldn't stay by her side all the time, because he had more important things to do.
He slowly turned around and took her into his arms. He was obviously so thin, why did he have the aura that made him fear? However, he knew to protect her well.
Feng Aotian leaned against his arms and whispered, "What are you going to do?"
Mu Hanyao looked down at her, "What does the emperor want to do?"
Feng Aotian smiled evilly and took him to fly away from the thatched hut. Then he wanted to go over the waterfall, facing the waterfall, letting the cold water hit their clothes. They flew up and landed on the waterfall. Top, hugging each other, looking into the distance.
Leng Qianye and Xing Wuyun fought for a whole day. In the end, there was still no winner, so they had to give up. The two lay on the cold ground and looked up at the watery sky.
"Your martial arts have improved." Leng Qianye looked at Xing Wuyun sideways and whispered.
"Yours is not bad." Xing Wuyun said unceremoniously.
After Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu finished reviewing the memorial, they came out and saw the two lying on the gold bricks outside the main hall.
Leng Qianye raised her eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, "It's okay."
"It was really fun." Xing Wuyun said with a smile, then got up from the ground, "I have to take good care of my body."
However, Leng Qianye heard the ambiguous taste, and he got up immediately, "Are you going to fight me again?"
"No, I'll go and see my junior brother." Xing Wuyun waved his hand quickly, hit him again, and asked him not to live.
Xing Wuyun got up, and then walked forward swayingly.
Leng Qianye stood up with the strength of Mu Hanjin's hands and looked into the distance, "It seems that the emperor will not be back tonight."
"Well." Mu Hanjin nodded and said, "Brother Leng can choose a good bedroom?"
"It's not a palace next to you, it's called Lengyue Palace. I think it fits the occasion." Leng Qianye continued.
Mu Hanjin smiled and said, "In that case, Jing Shu will order someone to buy it."
"Yeah." Leng Qianye nodded and said, "However, I can't live for a few days a year."
"There must be something." Mu Hanjin raised his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye, "Brother Leng will still come back."
Leng Qianye smiled and looked at Mu Hanjin, "How is your body?"
"It's the same." Mu Hanjin said with a smile, then looked at Lan Jingshu again, "Let's go to dinner."
"I have ordered someone to prepare." Lan Jingshu raised his eyes to look at Leng Qianye, "Big Brother Leng go wash first."
"Well." Leng Qianye was sweating all over now, and the cold wind was blowing just now, and now she was going to wash.
When Wei Zimo woke up, it was already after noon. Seeing that she was no longer by the bed, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He untied his clothes and saw that the scars were slowly receding on his body. A flash of joy flashed, and now he is waiting for the arrival of the eighth day, hoping that he can be with her intact.
When Xing Wuyun went to the side courtyard, he saw Wufeng and Meteor were having dinner. He hurriedly stepped forward, sat on the side, picked up the tableware and began to use it.
Meteor and Wufeng glanced at him. The news that he had fought with Leng Qianye for a day had already spread in the palace, and they naturally knew about it. Seeing him like this, Meteor couldn’t help joking, “You are now Like eggplants beaten by frost."
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Then do you want to try it?"
Meteor smacking his lips, "No, I don't have to sleep in a solitary pillow."
Xing Wuyun's sore spot was stabbed by the meteor, he raised his eyes and looked at the meteor, "It seems that it is necessary to fight again."
Meteor quickly waved his hand and said, "It's a big deal, I'll accompany you to drink."
Xing Wuyun then picked up the bowl and chopsticks again and continued to eat.
Wufeng looked at him with a sullen expression, and said indifferently, "Who are you arguing with?"
"Myself." Xing Wuyun said simply.
"Your appearance, no matter how you look at it, it looks like you are dissatisfied." Wu Feng said bluntly.
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and glared at him fiercely, "What about you? It's as good as ever."
Wufeng was also mentioned by Xing Wuyun about the pain point, he chuckled, "Yes, so you should be happy."
Xing Wuyun listened to the sarcasm in Wufeng's words, he quickly put down the tableware, "What's wrong with you?"
"He, he was poisoned by the Holy Master, and there is no solution." Meteor interjected.
"She didn't express her attitude to you, how can you return this grudge attitude." Xing Wuyun looked at Wufeng and whispered, "I shouldn't have let you down the mountain in the first place, and there will be no such thing as you are going to die now. Not alive."
"When am I going to die?" Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, "I'm doing well now."
"How are you?" Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, "You should go back to the door, it is more suitable for you."
"This place is more suitable for me now." Wufeng put down the bowl and chopsticks, looked at Xing Wuyun, and the two were secretly fighting.
Meteor felt that the atmosphere was not right, and wanted to step forward to reconcile, but two sharp eyes shot at him, and he hurriedly shrank his head and remained silent.
Feng Aotian and Mu Hanyao spent the night alone on the mountain, but they just cuddled with each other and felt a moment of tranquility.
Life goes on like this, and occasionally there are bickers and jealous people, but they are also very comfortable. After all, they are all smart people.