For the figure walking in the distance, his eyes moved slightly, and he stepped forward until he came to her side, walking forward step by step with her footsteps.
Feng Aotian turned to look at him, "What are you thinking?"
"The emperor still loves him, right?" Mu Hanyao looked at her with his deep eyes.
"It's just a pity, if he knew that he didn't die, would it be very painful?" Feng Aotian curled his lips into a smile, looked up at the sky full of stars, the real Feng Aotian was waiting for him.
Mu Hanyao paused slightly, then turned to look at her, "Your Majesty..."
"Master will handle this matter." Feng Aotian stepped forward and leaned in Mu Hanyao's arms, "Master cares about you now, and loves you."