"Master knows." Seeing him like this, Feng Aotian nodded in response, then raised his hand to close his shirt.
The little white snake rolled her eyes, her whole body was attached to her body, and her hands were hugging her tightly, "Long Yin will not leave Wang Zun."
Feng Aotian felt that now he couldn't listen at all, so he simply let him, otherwise, if he did something incredible, such as flooding the entire carriage, it would be more than worth the loss.
Seeing that Feng Aotian didn't push him away, Long Yin smiled slightly, lying on top of her happily without moving.
Feng Aotian rolled her eyes helplessly, she felt that she really had no way to deal with such a clingy person, she turned her eyes slightly, watching him press his face tightly to her heart, she suddenly thought of Father Cat coming, He used to be so attached to her, but now, is he okay
The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she kept her thoughts of him in her heart. Many times, only when she lost it would she know how to cherish it. Once, she was always accustomed to him being by her side, caring for her in every possible way, and thinking about her everywhere. She paid with no regrets, she was already used to the days when he was by her side, and even though they were by her side now, she still felt that she was missing a piece of her heart.
Long Yin is not a fool, nor is he really cold-blooded. On the contrary, he is very sensitive and can distinguish other people's emotions from the slight breathing sound of others. Feng Aotian is an excellent person who can hide his mind, but, Everyone has weaknesses, but some people are not easy to detect, but Long Yin can feel that Feng Aotian's mind is not on him now, but he is not in a hurry, he has time, no matter how long, he will. Wait, in this thousand years, he has waited a thousand times for spring, summer, autumn and winter, why bother to care about these times
In such a leisurely way, Feng Aotian was waiting for Le Ling to take action.
Half a month later, Le Qiguo bypassed other countries and silently surrounded the border of Fengqi Kingdom, just like Feng Aotian attacked Nanhui Country at that time. It is to go to the border of Qicheng, and the third route is to go to the border that is farthest from Le Qiguo, but closest to Spirit Vulture City.
The three teams made their arrangements early in the morning, and they rushed to the border of the Three Kingdoms recovered by Feng Aotian. They naturally knew that even though the people's hearts were stable now, there were still some people who wanted to resist. If the army goes to war, then it will definitely cause instability in the people's hearts again.
Feng Aotian was lying in Wei Zimo's arms, looking at Mi Zhe in her hand, the corner of her mouth twitched, "Le Ling really knows how to do it."
"It seems that he is thinking, even if this battle cannot defeat Fengqi Kingdom, at least he can take back what he lost." Wei Zimo took Feng Aotian into his arms and kissed her lips. said in a low voice.
Feng Aotian moved slightly, put his face on his cheek, and said in a low voice, "A-Jiu originally wanted the teacher to return to the court, but Master arranged for her to go to Lingjiu City early in the morning, where Xueke and Chu Ling Tian is guarding Qicheng, and Jinyao rushes to Lingjiu City to help Ajiu, so even if there is a real fight, the city can be defended."
"This is just the first step in Leling." Although Wei Zimo lost half of his property, he was still able to receive secret letters from various countries. He naturally knew the current situation.
"Master sees the move." Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "After half a month, Wuyun returns to Le Qiguo, and maybe he will be able to know what Le Ling's last bargaining chip is."
"However, now is not the way to go to Caiguo." Wei Zimo whispered while listening to the sound of the chariots outside.
Feng Aotian wrapped his waist around him and pressed him under his body, depicting the shape of his lips, and smiled evilly, "If you don't want to go, wait for the Lord."
Wei Zimo unbuttoned her belt, "How do you compensate me before you go?"
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth was slightly raised, letting his next movements go, he lowered his head to cover his delicate lips, and sucked gently.
Just when Feng Aotian was half-undressed, she suddenly felt a chill, she raised her eyes alertly, and saw a pair of green eyes looking through the curtain of the car, poking her head in.
Wei Zimo leaned on his side and pressed his face to her chest, but in his heart he hated this clingy Long Yin a little bit. His nose was filled with the fragrance that belonged to a woman on her body. took a hard bite.
Feng Aotian felt a burst of pain, but saw that Long Yin was looking at her with the corners of his mouth curled.
Feng Aotian hugged Wei Zimo tightly, took advantage of the situation and gave him a firm squeeze on his waist, raised his eyes to look at Long Yin, "What's wrong?"
"Wang Zun, Long Yin can't sleep without you by his side." Long Yin looked at Feng Aotian aggrievedly and said.
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and then he was about to get up, but was hugged tightly by Wei Zimo, his tongue slid over her collarbone, and his hands hugged her even more tightly, showing his own displeasure. Now that the arrow is on the string, he is actually allowed to withdraw. For a man, this is a great humiliation.
Feng Aotian trembled in body and mind, and glanced down at Wei Zimo's glamorous eyes. She lifted off his brocade robe without hesitation, and slapped his buttocks fiercely. "More and more disobedient."
Wei Zimo was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that Feng Aotian would dare to shoot him... He pushed her away in a fit of anger, but heard Feng Aotian say in a low voice, "However, I like it."
Long Yin saw that Feng Aotian had no intention of leaving, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he turned to leave.
Feng Aotian did not stop him and disturb her good deeds, so she naturally wanted to punish him a little.
Of course Long Yin knew that he shouldn't go at this time, but he couldn't help thinking about her, and wanted to lie in her arms immediately and feel her warmth, but such hope was only in the right moment. Having been broken by her, he was lying on the empty carriage, curled up uncontrollably, and suddenly felt so cold.
When Wei Zimo saw Long Yin leave, he took off her half-understood clothes and said in a low voice, "How many people do you want to provoke?"
Feng Aotian raised his mouth slightly, "As long as you like it."
Wei Zimo lowered his head and bit her lips, "This is already my limit, if there is, I will definitely go crazy."
Feng Aotian knew why Wei Zimo said that, a person who has been obsessed with cleanliness since childhood, the things he uses are unique, but the person he loves is not. He has retreated again and again, and he does not want to retreat to To the point of no turning back.
"There is a lord, if you are crazy, the lord will accompany you." Feng Aotian lay on his body, pressed against the tip of his nose, and said softly.
Wei Zimo sighed faintly, "What should I do with you?"
"You can do what you want, but you have to remember that with the Lord, you can always be alone. Whoever dares to move your heart will smash her to pieces." Feng Aotian bit her lightly. The tip of his nose, his voice was threatening.
Wei Zimo smiled sadly, "You are very domineering, I am yours, but you are not mine alone."
Feng Aotian knew the hurdles in his heart that he couldn't overcome, but she couldn't let go of anyone. They were all her responsibility and the ones she wanted to protect.
She leaned in his arms and caressed his jade-like skin, "At this moment, the Lord belongs to you alone."
Wei Zimo let out a low laugh, that beautiful face seemed to be covered with a layer of tenderness that could not be dissolved, he hugged her tightly, yes, at this moment, she belongs to him, even if only for a moment , he also thought it was sweet.
Outside the carriage was icy and snowy, but inside the carriage was full of spring. After a while, Feng Aotian leaned on Wei Zimo's arms tiredly. She stared at him sideways for a while, her fingertips slid between his eyebrows. The bright red cinnabar, "It's really beautiful."
Wei Zimo held her hand and rubbed it gently, "Not as good as you."
Feng Aotian smiled happily and raised his eyebrows slightly, "This is the first time you have spoken sweet words."
Wei Zimo's mouth twitched slightly, and a glint of brilliance flashed in his cold eyes, "I'll talk more in the future."
Feng Aotian lowered his head and pecked the corner of his lips lightly, and replied softly, "Okay."
Now that the carriage had entered the border of Wuyue Kingdom and stopped in front of Furong Pavilion, Wei Zimo lifted the curtain of the car, got off the carriage first, turned around, and put his hand in front of Feng Aotian.
Feng Aotian smiled lightly, bent down and got out of the carriage, held his hand and jumped lightly before getting off the carriage.
In the other carriage, Long Yin was shivering with cold, and his body was stiff and unable to move.
Feng Aotian turned her eyes and saw that the carriage did not move. The bottom of her eyes darkened, thinking that Long Yin was playing tricks. She slowly stepped up and walked to the front of the carriage. The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and she entered the carriage. , and saw that a layer of frost had condensed on Long Yin's white eyebrows, and his thin lips were trembling.
Feng Aotian's eyes sank, and he hurriedly hugged him into his arms, his whole body was already stiff, as if it was frozen, revealing a biting cold.
"Long Yin?" Feng Aotian couldn't help but whispered.
Long Yin opened his eyes slightly, and when he saw Feng Aotian, his closed eyes slowly opened, his curled eyelashes were covered with a layer of frost, the corners of his mouth forced a smile, and he leaned against her arms. fainted.
Feng Aotian's thoughts moved, she didn't expect him to be frozen like this, she couldn't help but think, isn't he afraid of the cold when he goes out? Why is this still the case
She hurriedly hugged him and got off the carriage, Wei Zimo was standing beside the carriage when he saw this, a glimmer of light flashed in his glamorous eyes, and he said in a low voice,
"You go take care of him, I'll go back to the restaurant."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then hugged Long Yin and tapped his toes, landing directly on the rooftop of Furong Pavilion.
The old bustard Zihuan came forward to meet him. Seeing Feng Aotian holding a man, he quickly lowered his head and said, "Master."
"Go and prepare the bath soup." Feng Aotian said solemnly, and then entered his exclusive room.
Wei Zimo had already returned to the restaurant and entered the attic. He took off his robes and took a shower.
Feng Aotian put Long Yin on the bed, and the charcoal fire on the side had been prepared long ago. The room was very warm. She pulled up the quilt, covered him, and held him in her arms. Said, "Long Yin?"
Long Yin, who was in her arms, was in a coma and didn't respond at all, and her mind was even more heavy.
After Zihuan prepared the bath soup, he backed out. Feng Aotian quickly took off his clothes and put him in the bath tub naked. In a flash, the steaming bath soup was condensed into ice.
"Prepare more bath soup." Feng Aotian raised his voice.
Zihuan hurriedly brought in the prepared bath soup, did not dare to make a sound, and backed out.
Feng Aotian then fished him out of the freezing tub and put him in another bath, which turned into ice in an instant. She hurriedly picked him up again and put him in another, and it was the same.
Feng Aotian felt bad and whispered, "Is there a hot spring pool here?"
"There is one in the restaurant opposite." Zihuan replied from outside the house with his head down.
Feng Aotian carried Long Yin out, walked out of the house, wrapped Jin's quilt around him, turned around and flew out of the house.
Wei Zimo just came out of the shower when he felt a chill. He raised his eyes and saw Feng Aotian walking in with Long Yin in his arms. He was not wearing a veil. The face is as white as jade, the beautiful face, the lips are even more lustrous and translucent, and the water droplets from the tips of the hair slipped down the white and slender neck along the temples.
If it were the past, Feng Aotian would have rushed up early in the morning, but now she has no thoughts, she whispered, "Do you have a hot spring here?"
"Yes." Wei Zimo saw her gloomy face, and then looked at the frozen Long Yin in his arms. He took the cloak on one side, stepped forward, and stood in front of her. Seeing that she was already wet, he gently put the cloak on her, "You also have to take care of yourself."
Feng Aotian felt warm in his heart and whispered, "Well, where is the hot spring pool?"
"It's right here." Wei Zimo said, then turned around, turned the mechanism on the side, and then saw a wall open, and there was a hot spring pool inside.
Feng Aotian stepped forward, passed him, and led Long Yin into the hot spring pool.
Wei Zimo immediately followed her, looking at her like this, his eyes flashed a strange look, then he turned around, the wall slowly closed, he slumped on the reclining and on the soft couch, a little absent-minded.
Feng Aotian hugged Long Yin and looked at the water in the hot spring pool, but he couldn't resist the coldness on his body. Within a moment, the temperature in the hot spring pool was gradually dropping.
She felt that this was not the way, she put her ear to his heart, but did not feel the slightest heartbeat, she felt that something must have happened
She kept shaking Long Yin's body and said solemnly, "Long Yin wake up."
It wasn't until the hot spring pool became cold, and when she took him out of the hot spring pool, she saw that he gradually opened his eyes, and his voice was a little cold, "Wang Zun."
Feng Aotian's eyes flashed with surprise, and he whispered, "You finally woke up."
Long Yin leaned quietly in her arms, only because he was transformed into a human form not long after, the cold air in his body radiated out of his sadness, freezing himself up.
When Feng Aotian saw that he had recovered some temperature, he was relieved, "Is it better now?"
"Yeah." Long Yin said in a low voice, looking at her worried eyes, there was a faint warmth in his heart, she still cared about him, he raised his hands and brushed away the wet hair that was on her forehead, "Wang Your Honor, Long Yin is fine."
Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at the mechanism on the side, then opened it, walked out of the hot spring pool, and saw Wei Zimo sitting on the side, looking at the ledger.
She hugged Long Yin and stepped forward, Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at her, "The bath soup is ready, and the clean clothes are on the side, so I won't change them."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian replied with a slight smile, and then saw a clean pink brocade robe on the low couch beside the bed, she put Long Yin on the soft couch, put the clothes on for him, and then He took a deep breath, turned around, and entered the screen.
Long Yin leaned on the soft couch and looked sideways at Wei Zimo. A gloomy cold flashed across Senlu's eyes, but he still opened his mouth to say thank you.
Wei Zimo didn't look at him, but flipped through the ledger, and replied lightly, "Don't thank me, all I did was for her."
Long Yin also stopped talking, but sat cross-legged, adjusting his inner breath, and his body exuded a green light.
Feng Aotian changed into clean clothes and walked out, and saw that Long Yin was still exercising. She then stepped forward and saw that his face had softened a little, then turned around, walked to Wei Zimo, and hugged herself behind her. Looking at him, "It's so sweet."
Wei Zimo raised his eyes and glanced at him, "I don't like strangers staying here, he's fine, you can take him back."
Feng Aotian laughed softly, "Then tonight..."
"I'm going to be busy tonight, so I don't have time to serve you." Wei Zimo said coldly.
Feng Aotian leaned on his side and bit his earlobe lightly, "You cold-hearted fellow, let's see how Master will deal with you in the future."
Wei Zimo took advantage of the momentum to turn her head and lightly bit her lips, "I'll wait for you to clean up."
Feng Aotian got up and saw that Long Yin had finished his work, got off the soft couch, and walked towards her timidly, waiting in front of her, "Wang Zun, Long Yin didn't do it on purpose."
Feng Aotian stepped forward and held his hand, "Go back and give you a good rest."
"Wang Zun doesn't blame Long Yin?" Long Yin looked at her cautiously.
"What do you blame you for?" Feng Aotian couldn't help asking.
"The strange dragon has just transformed into a human form, and hasn't fully recovered yet." Long Yin said in a low voice.
"It's really cute." Feng Aotian raised his hand and pinched his nose, turned his eyes to give Wei Zimo a wink, and left with Long Yin.
After waiting for Feng Aotian to leave, Wei Zimo put down the ledger in his hand and said solemnly, "Replace all the furnishings in this house with new ones."
After saying that, he got up suddenly, and then went up to the second floor.
Feng Aotian naturally heard his words, including Long Yin. He turned to look at Feng Aotian aggrievedly, "Does he dislike Long Yin?"
"That's all he has." Feng Aotian looked at Long Yin and said in a low voice, "I love cleanliness, and I just took you to dirty his place."
Long Yin lowered his eyes and quietly followed Feng Aotian into the Furong Pavilion, obviously a little displeased with Wei Zimo's behavior.
Feng Aotian looked at him sideways, "What's wrong with you?"
"Ah?" Long Yin stood in front of Feng Aotian and looked up at her.
"How could it suddenly become like this?" Feng Aotian couldn't help asking.
"Long Yin is sad." Long Yin said faintly, "Wang Zun knows it. Long Yin will spray water when he is sad. Now that Long Yin has become a humanoid, he naturally contains cold energy in his body. Well adjusted, this cold air spreads out because of Long Yin's sadness..."
Feng Aotian finally understood, then sat on the bed and looked at Long Yin, who was standing in front of her obediently, "Do you mean that the Lord has made you sad? So, you just turned into the appearance of just now?"
"Yeah." Long Yin nodded, "Long Yin is really afraid of the cold."
It's not that the body is cold, but the fear of being cold.
Feng Aotian twitched the corner of his mouth, then dragged him into his arms, and then the two of them lay on the bed. She lifted the quilt and covered them, "Get some rest early."
Long Yin paused for a while, then leaned into her arms with a smile, his legs habitually wrapped around her waist, his hands hugged her neck, and his whole body was attached to her body without any gaps. He rubbed against Feng Aotian's chest and said softly, "It's really warm."
Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, he felt comfortable, but her waist was about to be crushed by him.
Early the next morning, Long Yin got up refreshed and saw Feng Aotian with a gloomy face, sitting up slowly with his waist supported.
Long Yin quickly supported Feng Aotian and whispered, "Wang Zun, did you sleep well last night?"
"En." Feng Aotian replied in a deep voice.
"Is it because of Long Yin?" Long Yin asked carefully.
"Yeah." Feng Aotian continued to answer.
"Then Long Yin will sleep by himself in the future." Long Yin said with some loss.
Feng Aotian looked at him sideways and said in a low voice, "If you sleep by yourself, what if you are like yesterday?"
"However, Long Yin doesn't want to see Wang Zun unhappy." Long Yin glanced at Feng Aotian and lowered his head.
Feng Aotian sighed faintly, and really owed him, "As long as you don't wrap your legs around your waist, it's fine."
"Yeah." Long Yin replied, "In the future, instead of wrapping around the waist, it's fine to wrap around the legs."
Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, isn't that the same
She waved her hand and said, "Don't wrap your legs around."
"Then what is Long Yin clinging to?" Long Yin raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian.
"If you wrap it too tightly, you will break the master." Feng Aotian said bluntly.
Long Yin rolled his eyes, as if thinking of something, and whispered, "Then Long Yin try to be as light as possible."
Feng Aotian raised his forehead to look at the sky, waved his hand and said, "Master is going to wash up."
"Long Yin serves Wang Zun." Long Yin smiled and followed Feng Aotian forward.
Feng Aotian glanced at him helplessly, and couldn't help laughing out loud.
Wei Zimo stayed up all night, and the next morning, he stood in the private room of the restaurant, standing by the window, looking at Furong Pavilion opposite.
After Feng Aotian took a shower, he and Long Yin finished breakfast, then got up and went to the restaurant.
Long Yin knew that he couldn't go too far, so he stayed quietly in the room, lying on the bed, thinking about what happened last night, with a sly smile on the corner of his mouth.
Feng Aotian fell on Wei Zimo's side and took him into his arms, "The cold wind is blowing like this, and I'm not afraid of getting caught in the cold."
Wei Zimo looked at her sideways, "I think of me now."
Feng Aotian hugged him tightly, "Master thinks of you day and night."
"That's my honor." Wei Zimo sneered, although it was cold words, but his arms were slowly wrapping around her waist, pulling her tightly into his arms.
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and he dropped a kiss on his cheek, "It's duplicitous."
"Aren't you going to see the person in your heart now?" Wei Zimo looked at her sideways and said angrily.
"You are also the person on the top of my heart." Feng Aotian clenched his cold hand, turned around and walked inward, "Look at you, how can you not love yourself."
"You can cherish it." Wei Zimo let her drag himself out of the private room.
When he returned to the attic, the furnishings inside had been completely renewed. Feng Aotian held his hand and slowly sat at the table. The shopkeeper had already prepared breakfast, and after setting it up in person, he backed out.
Feng Aotian put the vegetables in his bowl, then filled the soup and handed it to him, "warm up."
Wei Zimo didn't take the soup bowl, but looked at her, "Just keep it warm for me."
Feng Aotian laughed loudly, then picked up the spoon, scooped up the soup, blew lightly, took a sip, swallowed it, and handed the rest to him, "Now I like to eat my saliva."
"I only like to eat your food in my life." Wei Zimo opened his mouth and drank, raised his eyebrows slightly, and motioned her to continue.
Feng Aotian looked at him with a smile, but did not speak, the soup in the bowl was very warm, and the words he said were even warmer.
At this time, Xing Wuyun was tired from walking, and was resting in Wei Zimo's restaurant. Meteor was lying on the soft couch, sleeping soundly, but the god dog was out of strength for a long time, and he was a little slack at the moment.
There was a small stove on the side with the wine warm on it, Xing Wuyun was lying on the side, letting the snowflakes blow into the window and fall on him, and then turned into water droplets and stained on his clothes, the corners of his mouth were hooked. Uninhibited smile, those eyes are full of thoughts.
He was thinking, now that she should sit with Wei Zimo and have breakfast, of course, there is no shortage of time*, remembering that she always had a faint smile on her face, he could not wait to fly to her at this moment. Beside her, occupy her.
Meteor slept a little coldly, opened his eyes slowly, and saw Xing Wuyun's profile, holding a wine glass in his hand, looking out of the window in a trance.
"You haven't slept all night again?" Meteor said in a low voice, wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth.
"Not sleepy." Xing Wuyun said slowly, looking at Meteor, "Did you sleep well last night?"
"Not good." Meteor shook his head, "It won't be woken up by freezing."
Xing Wuyun raised his hand and closed the window, "It's warm now, then go to sleep."
"Yeah." Meteor stretched and continued to fall.
Xing Wuyun looked at Meteor's heartless appearance, and remembered that he was so free and easy, he couldn't help smiling, thinking about this kind of thing is really mixed.
Caiguo and Gu Yefeng are still going to the morning court step by step these days. Above the court, the left and right ministers are always arguing about Fengqiguo sending troops. Naturally, the two have their own opinions, but neither party has taken the initiative to ask. Gu Yefeng's opinion, but Gu Yefeng sat on the dragon chair as if nothing had happened, and looked at it indifferently, obviously it didn't matter to him.
After the morning, Gu Yefeng went straight to Xiner's bedroom, Xiner screened the next person early in the morning, Gu Yefeng got up from the wheelchair, and now he walks very smoothly, almost no different from normal people.
Xiner stood on one side and handed tea respectfully, "Sir, the left minister advocates sending troops, while the right minister advocates seeking the protection of Le Qiguo, but they haven't asked you to make a decision. It seems that they still think it's too early, or maybe it's too early. We've already made plans in the dark."
Gu Yefeng said in a low voice, "Of course the right minister secretly sent a secret letter to Le Qiguo."
"But the slaves didn't get the news here." Xiner couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Gu Yefeng left the tea powder in the tea cup and said in a low voice, "Le Ling naturally took precautions early in the morning, it is normal if he can't find it, and if he finds it, then it's abnormal."
Xiner looked at Gu Yefeng sideways, and felt that he was now completely different from Gu Yefeng, who was short-tempered and reckless. There is a lot of ability to move a thousand pounds.
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and saw Xiner looking at him thoughtfully, he put down the tea cup and whispered, "Everyone can change, some people are forced to be helpless, and some people are willing."
"The slave has overstepped." Xiner quickly lowered her eyes and answered from the side.
"Can the emperor go to Wuyue Kingdom now?" Gu Yefeng continued to ask.
"Just arrived last night." Xiner replied in a low voice.
"It will take some time for you to come to Caiguo." When Gu Yefeng mentioned Feng Aotian, there was still a touch of tenderness at the corner of his mouth, and he got up, "I'll go to Concubine Wan's place and beat the drums."
"Slave and maid send the adults." Xiner bowed her head and replied.
Gu Yefeng walked slowly to the wheelchair and sat down, Xiner pushed him out of the bedroom.
"Concubine Wan Gui's birthday will be in a few days. Go ahead and prepare and give her a blow." Gu Yefeng looked forward without looking sideways, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice.
"This servant understands." The corner of Xin'er's mouth was slightly raised, she already understood, she replied with a smile, and then sent Gu Yefeng away respectfully.
Gu Yefeng sat in the imperial carriage and went to the palace of Concubine Wan Gui.
Concubine Wan Gui had already received the pass, and now she brought a group of palace servants and stood in front of the bedroom to welcome her.
Gu Yefeng got off the imperial carriage and sat in a wheelchair with the help of the eunuch. Concubine Wan dignified and gracefully saluted, "Concubine sees the emperor."
"Concubine Ai is exempted from the ceremony." Gu Yefeng replied with a warm face, but he helped her a little, not even touching her sleeves, and then pushed the wheelchair into the bedroom.
Concubine Wan Gui smiled and followed her carefully, looking sideways at Gu Yefeng, but she was puzzled. Since the night of the canonization, after he was favored, although she would come to her place every now and then, she never let her go. She could not help but feel strange when she was sleeping, but she didn't dare to ask, if she had been dismissive of Gu Yefeng earlier, after all these days and contact with him, she became more and more concerned about this emperor who came out of thin air. A bit of admiration, just because she has been recognized as a talented girl in Caiguo since she was a child. Although she was a childhood sweetheart, she was also knowledgeable and talented, but compared to Gu Yefeng, she was still slightly inferior.
Concubine Wan Gui is also a person who loves poetry and poetry very much. Whenever her thoughts come to her mind, she will compose a poem. At first, it was just a matter of interest, but later, when Gu Yefeng came, she saw the poem she made. , and also commented a few sentences, but it made her stunned, and there was a feeling that she had finally found a bosom friend, and when they stayed together, most of them were chatting about poetry and songs.
Today, as usual, Concubine Wan Gui specially prepared refreshments. However, she looked at Gu Yefeng who was sitting in a wheelchair across from her, and was picking up the poem scroll on the side and watching intently. Her handsome face was always adorned with a warm and gentle expression. Smile, under a pair of sword brows, those clear eyes are especially charming, she can't help but look insane.
Gu Yefeng retracted his gaze from the poem scroll, but saw Concubine Shangwan looking at him in a daze. He knew what this look meant. He immediately put down the poem scroll, but pretended to be nonchalant, and said in a low voice, "Aifei, what are you thinking?"
After listening to the voice, Concubine Wan came back to her senses. She blushed immediately, and quickly turned her body to her side, covering her face with a brocade, and said softly, "The concubine is just a little uncomfortable."
"Can Xuan Imperial Physician?" Gu Yefeng asked quickly.
"It's just that my throat is a little dry, that's fine." Concubine Wangui lowered her eyes and said softly.
Gu Yefeng pretended to be relieved and heaved a sigh of relief, "Since Concubine Ai is not feeling well, then you can rest. I still have some things to deal with, so I won't be with Concubine Ai."
"Ah?" Concubine Wangui heard that Gu Yefeng was about to leave, but before she could react, she quickly raised her eyes to look at him, feeling rude again, and then lowered her eyes, "Then will the emperor come to concubine tonight?"
"I remember, Concubine Ai's birthday is coming, I have already ordered Xiner to do it, it must be done in a more festive and solemn way." Gu Yefeng changed the topic intentionally, looked up at her, "Concubine Ai These few days, I will take care of my body with peace of mind, and on the day of my birthday, I will naturally prepare a big gift for Concubine Ai."
"Concubine, thank the emperor for his favor." When Concubine Wangui heard Gu Yefeng's words, she was obviously a little surprised, but she was even more overjoyed. It was the first time she was looking forward to her birthday.
"Then I'll go to work first, Concubine Ai, and rest." Seeing that things were done, Gu Yefeng took the lead in pushing the wheelchair away.
Concubine Wangui came back to her senses, it was too late, she had no choice but to salute, "Concubine and concubine respectfully send the emperor."
After watching Gu Yefeng leave, she took off her disguise, walked slowly into the bedroom, picked up the poem scroll he had just moved, and thought about something.
Gu Yefeng sat on the imperial chariot, took out the silk handkerchief, and wiped his fingers. When he returned to the bedroom, he tapped his pancreas and rubbed his hands over and over again. Remembering that he had just taken the poem scroll, he felt As if stained with something unclean.
Now he is the only one left in the palace, but he doesn't dare to get up. He can only sit in a wheelchair and look out of the window, hoping that such days will end as soon as possible, so that he can stand in front of her with integrity.
Leng Qianye just arrived today at the southern border crossing. Fortunately, a reliable person was arranged to guard it earlier, and Le Qiguo's troops arrived two days earlier, but there was no movement, apparently waiting for him.
He didn't stop for a moment, the silver armor was covered with snowflakes, and his handsome face looked like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world through the white snow. It looked very unreal, if it weren't for his indifferent eyes , It is hard to believe that such an extraordinary man is actually a terrifying general.
Yi Wu stood on one side, and after Nan returned to his country to take it back, he was ordered to come here to guard, now, one month has passed, he stood respectfully beside Leng Qianye, and said in a low voice, "General Leng, The enemy army has 300,000 men."
"Yeah." Leng Qianye nodded. He only brought 200,000 troops this time, plus the troops here, a total of 250,000.
Now the Nanhui is in a state of ruin and waiting to be rebuilt. Therefore, the entire Nanhui army can only maintain daily law and order, and can no longer be mobilized.
Leng Qianye didn't answer, but looked straight at not far away, Le Qiguo's troops had already arrived in a mighty manner.
"General Leng, as soon as you came, they started. It seems that they were ready early in the morning, just waiting for your appearance, General." Yi Wu thought, they arrived two days early, even if he desperately resisted, he would still be able to stand up. After two days, they did not fight for a long time, and they were indeed waiting for Leng Qianye.
"It seems that they are well prepared, this time is afraid of a fierce battle." Leng Qianye was keenly aware.
Yi Wu nodded immediately, and the two of them looked straight ahead, looking at the people of Le Qiguo who were slowly approaching them in the white snow.
Mu Hanyao had just arrived at the border of Qicheng, and Le Qiguo's troops arrived one after another, but they didn't make a move, they just set up camp at Wulipo.
Mu Hanyao looked at the situation in front of him, and Li Su muttered, "I don't know which general was sent this time."
"I heard that he is one of the four heavenly kings of Le Qiguo." Xueke said in a low voice.
Mu Hanyao looked sideways at Xue Ke, whose belly had grown into a ball, and couldn't help frowning, then looked at Chu Lingtian who was beside him, "Why did you let her come here?"
"You know her temper. If I don't let her come, she might come secretly." Chu Lingtian expressed his helplessness.
Xue Ke waved her hand, "It's okay, anyway, it will be a month before giving birth."
"Be careful then." Chu Lingtian hurriedly interjected.
"I've never heard of the Four Heavenly Kings in Le Qiguo." Mu Hanyao looked up at the military camp in the distance and said solemnly.
"According to legend, in the early days of the founding of Le Qiguo, the founding emperor of Le Qiguo sat down with four great generals, all of whom were brave and good at fighting. Later, these four great generals were all named kings, and their descendants were also selected by the royal family. The secret arrangement of training is a secret, except for the emperor himself and the princes of the four palaces who know about it, the rest of the people don't know." Xueke quickly handed a secret letter to Mu Hanyao, "This is the master's order for slaves and servants. to the general."
Mu Hanyao took the secret letter and raised his eyes to look at Xue Ke, "Go and rest, this place won't be able to fight for a while."
"Yes." Xue Ke replied, and then, with the help of Chu Lingtian, turned to leave